The waiting game

So what you're telling me is if I wait long enough
it's all going to fall into place ?
like some magic jigsaw, that's got a timer on it
set to breaking point?
and when it feels like they've crushed every cell
every piece of your heart worth having
that's when the waiting game ends ?

Is that what you want me to believe?
That I have to test every boundary
of my strength both mental and physical
before I know they are right for me ?
That it doesn't just work!
It can never just fall into place!

Why the hell should I ?
That's the kind of high maintenence I hate!
I make all the effort, be the decisive one
is that it ?
I have to decide everything every detail.
Where's the fun in that ?

If you can be alone in company I'm doing it
If you can feel like every kiss is just sealing
a fate that ends in falling apart, I have.
If you can see with your eyes that
you're watching them while they watch someone else,
welcome to my world...
The waiting game is such a lonely road.