You're so tired, you can't wait
Your room clean, bags are tied and torn
Papers signed for a cheap way out
So stand in line, I'll raise my hand
Your last request came through somehow
I'm so tired, I can't wait
My head clear, my year spoiled
I can't keep up with all this coming clean
So stand in line and take my hand
Your last request came through somehow
What did I say that I can't say to you now?