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
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
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