Waiting on a corner
For a cab that never comes
So I end up walking 20 blocks
Scuffing up my dunks
And I'm pissed off
Just bought those sneakers yesterday
"Life is rarely fair's," what you better say
Pop into a restaurant
I'm waiting for a drink
To take the edge off of what I think
Ttime moving slow, sense my cells dividing
And I might be the saddest girl alive
But I might not, you decide
So now I'm waiting on a judgement
From a stranger I've addressed in a song
That I wrote in a basement
I've been sitting in far too long
And the fear is adjacent to the calm
Complacent for the moment but soon crying out for my mom
Waiting for the bomb to tick
The grenade to blow
Never know when the pin gets pulled
That's why I'm laying low
I'll get a grip, I keep on saying so
Feet are floating all around
Looking for a place to go
For a cab that never comes
So I end up walking 20 blocks
Scuffing up my dunks
And I'm pissed off
Just bought those sneakers yesterday
"Life is rarely fair's," what you better say
Pop into a restaurant
I'm waiting for a drink
To take the edge off of what I think
Ttime moving slow, sense my cells dividing
And I might be the saddest girl alive
But I might not, you decide
So now I'm waiting on a judgement
From a stranger I've addressed in a song
That I wrote in a basement
I've been sitting in far too long
And the fear is adjacent to the calm
Complacent for the moment but soon crying out for my mom
Waiting for the bomb to tick
The grenade to blow
Never know when the pin gets pulled
That's why I'm laying low
I'll get a grip, I keep on saying so
Feet are floating all around
Looking for a place to go
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