Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
You can romanticise your shortcomings, ignore your agency to stop
Write a ballad with the details while skimming off the top
A personality, considering you've been a little over-honest lately
And you apologise, a dirty clown
You found someone to put your arms around
Playing the waiting game
But it all adds up to nothing
You try, and you always justify
Playing the waiting game
When it all adds up to nothing
Playing the waiting game
Do you tantalise and titillate
Knowing it won't make the grade?
Do you leave it on the table?
And you apologise, emotionally dry
And years go by
You found someone to put your arms around
Playing the waiting game
But it all adds up to nothing
You try messing with your own design
Playing the waiting game
When it all adds up to nothing
Playing the waiting game
But it all adds up to nothing
Playing the waiting game
And it all adds up to nothing
