That god damned waiting game -- kills every time
To sit by the phone, waiting for that text
When despite tearless heart's aorta flexed
My own self-worth was quartered for a dime
And the testing days of uneasy rest
Came to a close after many lost hours
And thoughts of thoughts without female powers
To mend my bleeding heart with nestling nest
Shove up the day you ridiculous whiny baby
Forget all these pathetic things
Forget that you have no tooth or nail
To claw bites at serpentine servant's sweet tongue
Kill the feelings of respite
And follow the bear into the night
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