Highest Hill - French For Rabbits

We argued in the shopping mall

You had roses in your hair that day

Left you by the check-out girl

She didn’t know what to say

I wanted to make you feel as hollow as I felt

I wanted to make you feel as sorry as hell

Should I stay at home with my faithful doubt?

Sometimes you make me feel left out

Sometimes you make me feel so alone

'Cause you took me high, high

Higher than the highest hill

Then you took me low, low

Lower than I’ve ever felt

All the deepest hurt, hurt

We argued in the parking lot

You told me that you’d been thinking a lot

You said that you just wanna make me happy

But I can’t forget and go back to the start

I guess I’m not quite there yet like you are

I wanted to make you feel as hollow as I felt

I wanted to make you feel as sorry as hell

'Cause you took me high, high

Higher than the highest hill

Then you took me low, low

Lower than I’ve ever felt

You took me high, high

Higher than the highest hill

Then you took me low, low

Lower than I’ve ever felt

All the deepest hurt, hurt

Why didn’t you wait for me?

Why didn’t you wait for me?

Why didn’t you wait for me to get over it?