You keep me waiting,
You keep me alone in a room full of friends,
You keep me hating,
You keep me listening to «The Bends».
No amount of pointless days
Can make this go away.
You have me on my knees,
You have me listless and deranged,
You have me in your pocket,
You have me distant and estranged.
No narcotics in my brain
Can make this go away.
I'm sorry that, I'm sorry that I'm not like you,
I worry that I don't act the way you'd like me to.
You find me wanting,
You find me bloodless but inspired,
You find me out,
You find me hallucinating fire.
No narcotics in my brain
Can make this go away.
Have we ever been here before?
Running headlong at the floor,
Leave me dreaming on a railway track,
Wrap me up and send me back.