Waiting for the rain to start
Looking at the sky
Tryna find some sympathy I can't seem to find inside
And I'm trying not to think of you and ways we used to be
But I keep flashing in on your jaw line
To tell you the truth, honey, I'd like to kick you out of me
But I'm stuck here
Waiting for the shoe to drop
Yeah, waiting for a phone to ring
Somebody might need me again
Yeah, I'm stuck here
Waiting for the paint to dry
Waiting on the love of my life
Come on and need me again
Yeah, I thought all the growing was over
That I'd hit some kind of stride
So I went and I put my guard down
You all came and hit me from behind
Hit me from behind
Yes, and you think I would have learned all this
The first time around
That pushing only busts stuff
Lying makes me feel obnoxious
And you, yeah, baby, you are clearly still no good for me at all
You're no damn good for me
I said, you're no damn good
And I'm stuck here
Yeah, waiting for the shoe to drop
I'm here waiting for the phone to ring
Want someone to need me again
Yeah, I'm stuck here
Waiting for the paint to dry
Everybody look at the folk singer waiting on the love of her life
Come on and need me
So rest eludes me
And now I'm back where I've already been
Waiting for the rain to start
Looking at the sky
