I'm just sitting here thinking, listening to my heart beat

Your time is up
Your minute's here
Your cord is cut
Your fog is on the mirror
My heart stops
I disappear
Before your beat it drops
I'm on my way out

Cuz i don't wait around for no one

Whatcha gonna pay for me?
Whatcha gonna make of me?
Whatcha gonna take from me that i cant take from you or try to steal myself?

Whatcha gonna give to me?
How you gonna live with me?
How can i forgive you when you ain't done nothing that warrants a truce?

Your time is up
Your minute's here
Your cord is cut
Your fog is on the mirror
My heart stops
I disappear
Before your beat it drops
I'm on my way out

Cuz i don't wait around for no one even though the possibility is always waiting for me, standing right in front of me.

Why you wanna play with me?
Why you wanna placate me?
Why do you dissuade me from sitting with you and discussing different points of view?

I find it disturbingly rude
That i can't get a word in with you
Listen to the dead because like it or not, you'll be taking their place in the ground

I dont wait around for no one

I saw you sitting there, completely unaware,
Oblivious to me, listening to your heartbeat.
I saw you playing dead, totally unprepared to give yourself to me
But you keep begging 60 seconds baby
Why not now?
What the fuck are you waiting for?
I know you know your intuition isn't stupid superstition
And now i'm sitting there, suspended in the air
Waiting for a beat.
Waiting for a heartbeat.