| I wait for something | |
| You gave me nothing | |
| I wait for something real | |
| Something real | |
| This broken day will come and go | |
| Broken and battered with nothing to show | |
| Could this be the better part of my life? | |
| Something to hold on to white knuckle tight | |
| I wait for something | |
| You gave me nothing | |
| I wait for something real | |
| Something real | |
| In the air | |
| I hear the sound of your voice | |
| Too many questions with no clear choice | |
| On my mind are the clouds in your sky | |
| Will they rain down on you the day that | |
| I shineI wait for something | |
| You gave me nothing | |
| I wait for something real | |
| Something real | |
| I'd get down on my knees | |
| With open wrists, begging, please | |
| Oh, won't you be my | |
| Angel of sweet nothing, yeah? | |
| All was said about the feelings | |
| I've bledI want to disappear | |
| My peddled flower, my finest hour | |
| I've grown so tired of living this life | |
| I wait for something | |
| You gave me nothing | |
| I wait for something real | |
| I wait for what you hate | |
| I wait for something | |
| You gave me nothing | |
| I wait for something real | |
| I get down on my knees | |
| With open wrists, begging, please | |
| Oh, won't you be my | |
| Angel of sweet nothing, yeah? |