I'm sitting on a bomb
While I wait
Hoping no one rings the doorbell
I'm sitting on a bomb
And I'm waiting
Hoping this here passes now
I'm sitting in front of the screen
And waiting for the world
To be kind
So I can dare to go out, ohhh
I'm standing here on a bomb
While I wait
Hoping no one talks to me
I'm standing here on a bomb
And I'm waiting
With my gaze turned another way
I'm standing here at a bus stop
It's right before I have enough
Of waiting
And take a taxi down to the city
I'm sitting on a bomb
While I wait
Hoping this holds together now
I'm sitting on a bomb
And I'm waiting
Starting to get unsteady now
I'm sitting on a bar stool
In danger of going broke
Before I become numb
Numb enough to go home, ohhh