Waiting Room

The silence, the times I prayed
The hospitals, the bills unpaid
I hardly ever knew which day it was
The ICP would climb away
The baby cryin' as I laid
In chairs that no one built for me because

We are young and we are strong
And being here is so so wrong
Instead of growing up and growing old with you
I'm wasting away in a waiting room

Wasting away in a waiting room
Oh

You took a breath, opened your eyes
And took the whole place by surprise
A miracle that left us wanting more
When you came home they held your hands
Our future slipped through mine like sand
As they smiled I cried behind closed doors

We are young and we are strong
And being here is so so wrong
Wake up, take me somewhere new
I'm wasting away in a waiting room

All of the yells turned into yawns
From raising hell to "carry on"
They think that death is the worst
But the truth is it hurts more to be left in the lurch
And though no one died we both know deep inside that
A beating heart isn't what makes you alive
A beating heart isn't what makes you alive

Pardon me, but it's getting a little harder to see
All the good in You trying to use the good in me
This is what it shouldn't be, I see so much pain
I'm being hopeful but not being willing to be the change

What do we do? How do we pull through
When death tries to take our family?
It can be difficult to lose an appendage
In sorrow we learn to walk but we don't learn to mend it

I'm fading away but before I break away
I'll make a change for myself
Or change myself into something else
I've moved way beyond the struggle for wealth
I'm struggling just to remember who I am and how it felt

To be useful, 'cause if I'm truthful
I need a few limbs cut in order to be fruitful
To be resilient, like the stars, I'm brilliant
But I am still in charge of my filament

We are young and we are strong
And being here is so, so wrong
Instead of growing up and growing old with you
I'm wasting away in a waiting room

Wasting away in a waiting room
Oh
Wasting away in a waiting room