Baby, it's a fine line I'm holding on, you're holding back Can't you hear me knockin' at your door? But you're taking your sweet time In love, out of touch Baby, it's a real fine line Completely complacent So decidedly vacant I keep waiting for something

Time goes by so slowly Every little thing that you say or do I'm hung up, I'm hung up on you Waiting for your call baby night and day I'm fed up, I'm tired of waiting on you Time goes by so slowly for those who wait No time to hesitate Those who run seem

'Cause I know this whole crazy ride's in your hands Hello, it's been too long My fault I haven't called Thank you for picking up the phone I've been swimming around Trying hard not to drown Waiting on my life calling to sound And I'm hangin' on best as I

Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn't got time for the waiting game Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few September, November

I'm unusual Not so typical Way too smart to be waiting around Tai chi practicing Snowboard champion I could fix the flat on your car I might even be a rock star On the outside shyin' away On the inside dyin' to say

I'm waiting patiently And I'll wait for the sign When the Zetas fill the skies Fully loaded satellites Will conquer nothing but our minds Open the skies over me I am waiting patiently I'll wait for a sign As conspiracy unwind

He's flying High flying He could've tuned in tuned in But he tuned out A bad time nothing could save him Alone in a corridor waiting locked out He got up outta there ran for hundreds of miles He made it to the ocean had a smoke in a tree

I want to go home Take off this uniform and leave the show And I'm waiting in this cell because I have to know Have I been guilty all this time?

Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn't got time for the waiting game Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few September, November

I don't want to go to school, I don't need no education I don't want to be like you, I don't want to save the nation I just want to live my life, everyday a celebration One day I'ma leave this world, I'm waiting for the revelation I want to kill myself!