Waiting for a new sence of direction
Waiting for your demand for affection
Waisting time until you have made up your mind
Made it all so unclear you left me behind

And when I try to stand
you knock me off my feet
When I try to stand
you always sneak up behind me

Waiting for a new kind of temtation
Waiting for a new sign of salvation
Burning up all my fuel, losing my touch
I've been your mindless tool, I can't take this much

And when I try to stand
you knock me off my feet
When I try to stand
you always sneak up behind me

How did this get this far?