I'm turning over inside my grave
 You're waking up to face a brand new day
 I'm waiting for you to be late
 I wait, I wait

 I'm making up my mind to not decide
 You're living up to your hollow disguise
 The fateful forced its face upon the prize
 I'm making excuses for my
 Reprise, reprise

 I'm helpless and hopeful to remain so
 You're reckless and ready to have a go
 The silence sent a scream into the cold
 I'm pessimistic even though
 I hope, I hope

 I'm turning over inside my grave
 I'm waiting for you to be late
 I wait, I wait