Sweetheart, maybe if you knew a thing or two About how I'm thinking, you'd have a little more Sympathy Is not what I'm looking for Maybe I could relate to Andrew, and we can figure out why Kjerstin, you keep on tearing me apart And I can't stop thinking about how it was And I'll never learn to accept that I'm just wasting time I wait around like I'm a fool I wait around like I'm some sort of dirt-bag I can't complain, but that's all I know how to Do we really have to be so far apart? And do I really have to make up my mind? As long as we can just make it through the day I'll pretend that I'm fine Kjerstin, you keep on tearing me apart And I can't stop thinking about how it was And I'll never learn to accept that I'm just wasting time I wait around like I'm a fool I wait around like I'm some sort of dirt-bag I can't complain, but that's all I know how to do Kjerstin, you keep on tearing me apart And I can't stop thinking about how it was And I'll never learn to accept that I'm just wasting time I wait around