[Verse] I have a habit of waiting im always complaining About things I know I can have I Take something from nothing and throw it away It shatters like glass in my hand Im waiting Im waiting for something to change Im hating Im hating myself more each day
[Post verse] What cha gonna do when nothing comes true I rather spill my guts to you One minute you're alive and the next your dead The next part is better left unsaid
Im Waiting Waiting for something to change Im hating Hating this more each day
[Pre chorus] You gotta spill your guts, take a chance Its better to lose than to 2nd guess Im so tired of giving up in the first fucking round
[Chorus] Im so tired of giving up Its time to spill my guts
[Verse] I have a habit of trying to convince myself What I want is just too far away With a knife to my neck and gun to my head Which side am I supposed to take? Im waiting Im waiting for something to change Im hating Im hating myself more each day
[Ending] Im telling you a need this But I know you wont believe it If I dont try im going right back underground Its time to spill my guts