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Waiting for the last time
For my friend to change my mind
Waiting for the last drop
Seems like a long long time
Maybe I should go back home
I'll sit and wait right by the phone
Praying over the porcelain throne
On my dirty sticky floor

Ask me what I want
Easy that's just more
How long will I wait for you
Twice as long as I did before
Standing in the freezing snow
Maybe you left I just don't know
I'll soon be lying on my own
On some dirty sticky floor

I hope no one can see me
The tin man says I'm doing fine
That lion ain't gonna get me
See that gun right there it's mine
I've painted a face where I burnt the floor
Now the face has become my devil's door
Laying in the back room
On my dirty sticky floor

On my dirty sticky
Waiting for the last time   For my friend to change my mind   Waiting for the last drop   Seems like a long long time   Maybe I should go back home   I'll sit and wait right by the phone   Praying over the porcelain throne   On my dirty sticky floor      Ask me what I want   Easy that's just more   How long will I wait for you   Twice as long as I did before   Standing in the freezing snow   Maybe you left I just don't know   I'll soon be lying on my own   On some dirty sticky floor      I hope no one can see me   The tin man says I'm doing fine   That lion ain't gonna get me   See that gun right there it's mine   I've painted a face where I burnt the floor   Now the face has become my devil's door   Laying in the back room   On my dirty sticky floor      On my dirty sticky