Every day is an endless dream of traffic lights and gasoline,
watching as the world passes me by.
All my friends have gone away leaving empty strangers in their place,
the empty fills me up sometimes.
I am only waiting for someone to break my heart.
I am only waiting for someone.
I've got these words that I've been saving for a
song that I can't start while I am waiting for someone to break my heart.
Every night's the same to me.
Alcohol and scripted scenes and looking for some answers I won't find.
A hundred different shades of grey.
A million miles and nothing seems to change,
and I ain't changed in such a long time.