mustn't wait for this too longnwe're waiting, we're fading, we're still all alonenand if it hurts, well that's the roadnit's driving, it's smiling, it's keeping it closenwe can't stay around too longnwe're moving, we're stealing, we're going alongnand if it hurts, well that's our ownnwe're waiting, we're fading, we're hanging onnnthe roadside's lined with bones and skinnwe're waiting, we're fading, we're keeping it innthe lines divide and pass againnwe're feeling we're real and it's not what we meantnthe streetlights fade away and dimnit's nothing, it's nothing, it's not any thingnand if it hurts, well that's the plannwe're waiting, we're fading, we're gonennfallnback to where it seemsnwe need, we wait,nwe seennso when they ask us how we arenit's better, it's better than this,nwe never let things get that far.nit's better, it's better than this.