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