Excuse Me, Can I Use This Chair

You Don’t Know What You Want And I Can’t Stand To Wait Forever
Pre-Ordained, Well I’m Not, I Can See You Think You’re Clever
Don’t Bother Questioning Things I Can’t Hide
And I Don’t Bother Whining To Gather Your Time
Six Months, Seven Years I Kinda Like My Isolation
You Don’t Know What You Want And I’ll Suppress Endless Frustration
Don’t Bother Questioning Things I Can’t Hide
And I Don’t Bother Whining To Gather Your Time
Vindication I Kinda Like Morality It Comes And Goes
You’re Waiting Patient A Level Of Brutality
You’re All I’ve Got I’ll Wait For Nothing
Vindication I Kinda Like Morality It Comes And Goes
You’re Waiting Patient A Level Of Brutality
You’re All I’ve Got I’ll Wait For Nothing
Don’t Bother Questioning Things I Can’t Hide
And I Don’t Bother Whining To Gather Your Time
'Cause You Said That You’d Wait For Me, Said That You’d Wait For Me