The Last Thing

I don't know what you want from me.
I've been tossing and turning in
My bed, losing sleep over this.
And I don't know what I need to do.

Who I am lately, is not who I want to be.
Listen up to me, I could be anything for you.

What would you say, what would you do,
If I was to say, I had waited for you?
Would you cast me away, and say that we're through?
Cus I won't be giving up, giving up on me and you.
That's the last thing that I'd ever do.

I know I have done wrong
But I'm trying to make it all right,
Cause I've been to the edge and seen what could be,
And all I know is now I can see that

Who I am lately, is not who I want to be.
Listen up to me, I could be anything for you.

What would you say, what would you do,
If I was to say, I had waited for you?
Would you cast me away, and say that we're through?
Cus I won't be giving up, giving up on me and you.
That's the last thing that I'd ever do.

Rewrite the end of this.
I've made a mess of it.
Torn it to shreds, I frayed all the ends,
but I'm holding together the pieces of whatever's left.
Oh!

What would you say, what would you do,
If I was to say, I had waited for you?
Would you cast me away, and say that we're through?
Cus I won't be giving up, giving up on me and

What would you say, what would you do,
If I was to say, I had waited for you?
Would you cast me away, and say that we're through?
Cus I'm not giving up, giving up on me and you.

That's the last thing that I'd ever do.