You can romanticise your shortcomings
Ignore your agency to stop
Write a ballad with the details
While skimming off the top
A personality
Considering you've been
A little over honest lately
And you apologise
A dirty clown
You found
Someone to put your arms around
Playing the waiting game
But it all adds up to nothing
You try
And you always justify
Playing the waiting game
When it all adds up to nothing
Playing the waiting game
Do you tantalise and titillate
Knowing it won't make the grade?
Do you leave it on the table?
You apologise
Emotionally dry
And years go by
You found
Someone to put your arms around
Playing the waiting game
But it all adds up to nothing
You try
Messing with your own design
Playing the waiting game
When it all adds up to nothing
Playing the waiting game
But it all adds up to nothing
Playing the waiting game
And it all adds up to nothing
You can romanticise your shortcomings Ignore your agency to stop Write a ballad with the details While skimming off the top A personality Considering you've been A little over honest lately And you apologise A dirty clown You found Someone to put your arms around Playing the waiting game But it all adds up to nothing You try And you always justify Playing the waiting game When it all adds up to nothing Playing the waiting game Do you tantalise and titillate Knowing it won't make the grade? Do you leave it on the table? You apologise Emotionally dry And years go by You found Someone to put your arms around Playing the waiting game But it all adds up to nothing You try Messing with your own design Playing the waiting game When it all adds up to nothing Playing the waiting game But it all adds up to nothing Playing the waiting game And it all adds up to nothing