Do you ever worry that I might slip away Wading through the bullshit in my head I'm not the same she's a little down Flat on our medicated matress sounding out Don't waste your time Wasting my time Forever in the waiting line Do you ever worry that I might slip away Listen to the same old fucking tune Well you're the lucky one Sat rotting uncomfortably Feeling nothing staring blankly at a screen Wasting my time Wasting my time Wasting my time Wasting my time Forever in the waiting line In the waiting line In the waiting line