I watch the preacher talking about marriage, and it's such an awful thingI feel like that sad bastard is staring straight at meMy brother mentioned my failed marriage the night before he caught that planeLike he was guilty, like it would kill to relate
I'm getting drunk alone after this wedding in a room full of friendsMy date looks horrible with her lips painted redI don't wanna see my family, I just wanna crawl back into bedAnd get called an asshole when I get lost in my head again
It's what I do every timeIt's nothing new
And I'll wait for disaster to come around againIt's called waiting for youWhile my family says, "We're waiting for the sun to come outOn that rain cloud over you"
And now my brother's lost in Mexico, and the other one is high and drivingTo San Diego with his girlfriend to start their new lifeEveryone's got someone they can show off or hideExcept lonely me when I'm afraid to go out at night
Or show my faceThe world doesn't need me
And I'll wait for disaster to come around againIt's called waiting for youWhile my family says, "We're waiting for the sun to come outOn that black hole over you"
And I'll wait, disaster to come around againIt's called waiting for youAnd I'll wait, disaster to come around againIt's called waiting for you
Now my family says, "We're waiting for the sun to come aroundOn that black hole over you"On that black hole over you
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