Public Gallery - The Waiting Man Lyrics

I'm pacing up and down all day. Stop asking me if I'm OK
I'm wearing thin, the floor is wearing out
The little things that bother me, they shouldn't mean a lot
But they are anchored at the centre of my mind

And I am waiting for a day that never waits for me
And I am aching as I stand cuz I'm the waiting man

I never meant to cause you pain or drive the two of us insane
My pessimistic ways will end it all
And so every day has led to this, preparing for apocalypse
If no one knows I'm here do I exist

And I am waiting for a day that never waits for me
And I am aching as I stand cuz I'm the waiting man