كلمات The Waiting Game

The thunder rumbles on again Same weather, same day I don't expect your sympathy, 'friend' I'm goin' to hell anyway The patchwork essence of life is apparent My actions seem fickle and transparent Thrown to the dogs once more My open heart begins to pour Chorus: Why can't I just love you? Why the shackles and the noose? The lock, is it unbreakable? I want so bad to be cut loose What it is that keeps me here, I honestly don't know I can't help but think of you I want so bad to hold you tight, to never let you go Maybe someday I'll break through Chorus Watching from a distance is the toughest route to take Is my mind clear?Was it ever? With stupidity and interference, my feelings may seem fake I want to feel this way forever.