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