Waiting for an answer Waiting for a line If the words won't come to me Then I won't waste my time Oh, don't look down You've really done it now My breath to save, if all I say is patiently unwound ♪ Today I will not listen And I don't want to write Make-believe, I'm far from me And then I'll be alright Oh, don't look down You've really done it now My thoughts, they will unravel, I come patiently undone ♪ It's kind of funny It's kind of cold If there's a meaning You gotta find it on your own Pass the frustration And lack of control Through the creation Gotta keep my eyes on the road Outside of reason Outside of pride It's no confession There's really nothing more to hide Dig for a minute Dig for some soul But hit on a limit And throw it in another hole Late to the money Late to the show, yeah Can't get a ticket And now there's nowhere left to go Train at the station Train moving slow Why pay attention? It's really getting fucking old It's kind of funny It's kind of cold If there's a meaning You gotta find it on your own ♪ Gotta find it on your own