Keep telling me you're skin deep
And I believe you
You're telling me talk is cheap
But you won't need to
Keep telling me good things come to those who wait
And I won't be there
You'll find out for yourself, soon enough
I won't try to make it right
Or make it understood
When that point of view means nothing to you
The future's bleak
And you're uneasy
The target weakness
Still twisted
Keep telling me good things come to those who wait
And I won't be there
You'll find out for yourself, soon enough
I won't try to make it right
Or make it understood
When that point of view means nothing to you
(Instrumental Break)
The future's bleak
And you're uneasy
The target weakness
Still twisted
Keep telling me good things come to those who wait
And I won't be there
You'll find out for yourself, soon enough
I won't try to make it right
Or make it understood
When that point of view means nothing to you
I'm hearing the, I'm hearing the
I'm hearing the same excuses
I'm hearing the, I'm hearing the
I'm hearing the same excuses
(repeated in background)
Keep telling me good things come to those who wait
And I won't be there
You'll find out for yourself, soon enough
I won't try to make it right
Or make it understood
When that point of view means nothing to you