Just staring off into space again

What am I looking for?

Maybe a cigarrette might calm me down or,

Keep me warm

Maybe a drink might be able,

To tell me that I might be able,

To do this alone.

They're probably both wrong.



Why should I wait? (I hate this feeling)

For my mistakes (They're tearing me up inside)



Oooo, my head is a mess

Dressed in guilt, tilted left.

And when I straighten this out, I'll find the rest

And wear it on my chest.

So the world can see,

Everything that has been happening to me

There's nothing to hide anymore

They're breaking through my front door.



Why should I wait? (I hate this feeling)

For my mistakes (They're tearing me up inside)



I waited too long to find the things

Taking the life away from this.

You couldn't care that life was this

Without all the shit you covered it with

I'm waiting to roam, to find the things

Taking the life, away from best

You couldn't care that, life would exist

Without all the shit you, covered it with



Why should I wait? (I hate this feeling)

For my mistakes (They're tearing me up inside)

Why should I wait, wait for

Something to point me the right way.