Tied up in the wrong stuff
When you´re attracted to violence
I know it´s a problem
Your face is glued to the back of my eyelids
And in the church basement

With my anarchist leanings
I´m only there to see you
Thursday nights at the AA meetings

And if you don´t want me around
Why am I still waiting?
I´m still waiting right here for you
I´m still waiting
I should be taking a sabbatical from you

Sunday mornings, coffee with your friends before your French lessons
And me, Je ne c´est pas, I´m still working on that passive aggression
Two hundred bucks a week to talk about my lack of direction?
I got a bit of a complex, in case that wasn´t clear from the last three sessions

"If you´re still feeling down, be honest with yourself, I think you still want me around"

That´s why I´m still waiting
Yeah, I´m still waiting right here for you
I´m still waiting
I´m not taking a sabbatical from you

Waiting
Yeah, I´m still waiting right here for you
I´m still waiting
I´m not taking a sabbatical from you