It isn’t the down time,
It’s those times where it’s hard to believe I could be this happy…
But I won’t be.
My head is clear, my thoughts are mine.
I know what’s real, I don’t need a sign.
While you cross another line,
Living another lie must really s**, really s** this time.
And you’re only getting older
But you’re still looking for that shoulder to cry on
And honestly it’s the last thing that I need.
It isn’t the down time,
It’s those times where it’s hard to believe I could be this happy…
But I won’t be,
‘Cause I’m waiting, waiting,
Waiting for something to say.
Something to say, something to say
You told yourself you were doing me a favour.
Your wake up call will lift you off the ground and leave you suspended.
And with every falling out you find
A way to penetrate my mind,
I’m waiting for something to say.
And with every falling out you find
A way to penetrate my mind,
I’m waiting (waiting) for something to say.
I’m waiting