(R.J. Johnson/Guiney/Reedy)
Incapable of making anything make sense
It's an unforeseen waste of all your time
Resting endlessly, while there's still a chance
How could this all be your fault or mine
Inventing all of this... but it's only to wait for you
Having everything that's worth waiting for
Is it enough to throw away all that you need
Every envy are you - it's all so easy to see
As I slay for you, you're left waiting again
Having everything that's ever been worth waiting for
But I'm accepting the blame for any chance that I left to waste
An unforeseen ending to all that was laming me
Having everything that's worth waiting for
Is it enough to throw away all that you need
I was having everything that's worth waiting for
But it wasn't enough to understand anything of myself