Waiting

She’s fine – waiting for the enemy

She’ll sell her soul to reach a goal because they’ll never let her win

She’s high – waiting for the government

She’ll let the faces win the races cos they’ll never let her win

She’s got so many little friends

But if you heard the words they said about her when her back’s turned

You’d see it’s all just a little game

And yeah, they hurt her more than I do

But they love her all the same

To me, you are a work of art

And only when I’m with you can I breathe

And no just play a part in this show

They say ‘don’t you know’

That the show must go on

And I must go on

Singing these songs

That I don’t believe in anymore

ETC