I don't believe in angels
Well, at least not in yours
But I believe in the sensation

of holding you close

And I don't believe in exile

Well, at least not how you practise it
But I'm willing to regret
all the travels I made

all the triumphs in my book
'cos I'm afraid that they took me away from you


So don't be upset
'cos your bottleneck barbiturate
ain't helping you out

It wasn't meant to be a hole in the ground
Don't make me wait
'cos your bottleneck barbiturate

is letting you down
'Cos I know other ways of getting around
the lonely hour


Oh, I'm the one who used to tell you
oh, that something is for free

And that being lonely
doesn't have to be a drag (what a gag)


Now if I was to envy you
you know it wouldn't be for real
No, just a way to steal

Or can it be so
that we've made it on our own?
I don't know, but these walls seems to tell me it ain't so


So don't be upset
'cos your bottleneck barbiturate

ain't helping you out
It wasn't meant to be a hole in the ground
Don't make me wait

'cos your bottleneck barbiturate
is letting you down
'Cos i know other ways of getting around

the lonely hour, hour, hour

Oh, don't make me wait

'cos your bottleneck barbiturate
is letting you down
It wasn't meant to be a hole in the ground


Oh, don't make me wait
'cos your bottleneck barbiturate

is letting you down
'Cos I know better ways of getting around
the lonely hour


Don't make me wait x3