Another day with this hopeless argument Darling, why can't we pretend Just for once that I'm the winning kind? Born in a world without reason, without rhyme And I'm running out of time for explaining When she says: "You're always full of lies and I'm waiting It's all in the back of your head Waiting I'm waiting 'Cause I feel alone again Waiting" It's up to me to change There's always something in the way Paralyzing what we learned And all the trust I never earned Somehow slips through my fingers Leaving stretch marks on my face Just from screaming "I'm waiting It's all in the back of your head Waiting I'm waiting 'Cause I feel alone again Waiting" "I'm waiting It's all in the back of your head Waiting I'm waiting 'Cause I feel alone again Waiting"