The Wait

I never thought that ten o’clock could be so damn late

And when you’re waitin’ for your lover it’s a sin

When she says she’s comin’ over but she’s makin’ you wait

When she gets there then the fun will begin

But if she don’t come and she don’t call it surely won’t be nothin’ new

When she says she’s comin’ over to see you there’s nothing else that you can do

Faces lyin’ on the table traces lyin’ on the floor

Well you just don’t treat your woman that way

But you ain’t got time to put it back like before

So you pick it up and throw it all away

And if the drinks are good and the lights are poor it might be hard for her to see

That this is one quick blast and there won’t be no more the only thing that’s left is free

Well the bar is closed the lights are down the feeling is numb

And my head is fittin’ tight as a glove

I don’t know where I’ve been and sure don’t know where I’m goin’

But it could almost be mistaken for love

And if the drinks are good and the lights are poor it might be hard for her to see

That this is one quick blast and there won’t be no more the only thing that’s left is me

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