I watch the preacher talking about marriage And it's such an awful thing I feel like that sad ba*tard is staring straight at me My brother mentioned my failed marriage The night before he caught that plane Like he was guilty Like it would k** to relate I'm getting drunk alone after this wedding In a room full of friends My date looks horrible with her lips painted red I don't want to see my family I just want to crawl back into bed And get called an a**hole When I get lost in my head again It's what I do every time It's nothing new I'll wait for disaster to come around again It's called waiting for you While my family says "We're waiting for the sun to come out On that rain cloud over you." And now my brother's lost in Mexico And the other one is high and driving To San Diego with his girlfriend to start their new life Everyone's got someone they can show off or hide Except lonely me when I'm afraid to go out at night Or show my face The world doesn't need me I'll wait for disaster to come around again It's called waiting for you While my family says "We're waiting for the sun to come out On that black hole over you."