Music: Harlee Pierpoint Case/Joshua Ryan Smith
Talking like it’s the truth
Passions came and went
Living the life of pretend
It’s a dream to write out all our scenes
To be as good as we can
It’s the same kinda story now
It’s the same kind of love lost now
It's the same kinda run around
It’s the same kinda kid I put down
But if you can’t hear me out
And if I can’t trust myself
It's a simple run around
But I’m holding on somehow
I’m waiting now
I’m waiting now
I’m waiting now
I’m waiting now
Holding me down
I waited around
Hoping you'd come around
I'm fighting against the rain
And the past just came here to say
That I made it up in my head
As it plays it's right in all the wrong ways
But I try to make it make sense
It’s the same kinda story now
It’s the same kinda let me down
It’s the same kinda run around
It’s the same always in this town
But if you can’t hear me out
And if I can’t trust myself
It's a simple run around
And I’m holding on somehow
I’m waiting now
I’m waiting now
I’m waiting now
I’m waiting now
I’m waiting now
I’m waiting now
I’m waiting now
I’m waiting now
I’m waiting now
I’m waiting now
I’m waiting now
I’m waiting now
I’m waiting now
I’m waiting now
I’m waiting now
Holding me down
Cuz I waited around
Hoping you'd come around