Your etiquette    Your rules on interaction    What are you waiting for?    Nobody's home we're all out trying to find one    What are we waiting for?    The recipe a clear connection the time the time the time the time    The direction we just want we don't know    This one wants the art this one wants the politic    Everybody wants their own damn station    If we're so fine maybe you can tell me why    no one counts until they're dead    I asked you, I asked you a question,    I just want I don't know    The imperfections are here to find if your position is so unkind    Everything is not alright    And since we live in present tense the only hope of making sense    All depends on the source of light    Everything is closed captioned so come on