Verse]
I have a habit of waiting im always complaining
About things I know I can have
I Take something from nothing and throw it away
It shatters like glass in my hand
Im waiting
Im waiting for something to change
Im hating
Im hating myself more each day
[Post verse]
What cha gonna do when nothing comes true
I rather spill my guts to you
One minute you're alive and the next your dead
The next part is better left unsaid
Im Waiting
Waiting for something to change
Im hating
Hating this more each day
[Pre chorus]
You gotta spill your guts, take a chance
Its better to lose than to 2nd guess
Im so tired of giving up in the first fucking round
[Chorus]
Im so tired of giving up
Its time to spill my guts
[Verse]
I have a habit of trying to convince myself
What I want is just too far away
With a knife to my neck and gun to my head
Which side am I supposed to take?
Im waiting
Im waiting for something to change
Im hating
Im hating myself more each day
[Ending]
Im telling you a need this
But I know you wont believe it
If I dont try im going right back underground
Its time to spill my guts
