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