Don't wait, don't wait   Don't wait, don't wait   You're way too late   Don't wait, don't wait      The beat goes on   Until it's gone      She strolls so slowly with her ball and chain   The cling clang chatters patterns with the patter of rain   Stares in a mirror cracked in seven different ways   With holes in her umbrella dripping on her face      Her makeup running down like the tragedy face   Alone on a city street surrounded by space   She opens her mouth to scream and shout out the pain   But all that comes out are silent sobbing sounds of restrain      The beat goes on   Until it's gone      There comes a time when she will trust her belly   Not disappear from the world like Machiavelli no   Forfeit the pride it's not a crime but she's running out of time   And denies it's showing while her anxiety's growing old      Don't wait, don't wait   Don't wait, don't wait   You're way too late   Don't wait, don't wait      The beat goes on   Until it's gone   The beat goes on   Don't wait   Until it's gone   Don't wait   The beat goes on