Overdue

It's not what you're thinking It's so much worse

I don't think you're listening You can hear them waiting There must be some interference Perhaps some slight of hand No, I don't think you're listening No, I don't think you can

It's so, so overdue We're all fresh out of patience These thorns are all year long No other way to say this It's so, so overdue We're all fresh out of patience These thorns are all year long No other way to say this

A dream you can't remember, 'til something reminds The kind of pain that lasts forever So nice that we learn to like it (we learn to like it) We learn how to forget, 'til something reminds That kind of pain that lasts forever So nice, so caught up in time (caught up in time)

It's not what you're thinking It's so much worse

I don't think you're listening You can hear them waiting There must be some interference Perhaps some slight of hand No, I don't think you're listening No, I don't think you can

It's so, so overdue We're all fresh out of patience These thorns are all year long No other way to say this It's so, so overdue We're all fresh out of patience These thorns are all year long No other way to say this

A dream you can't remember, 'til something reminds The kind of pain that lasts forever So nice that we learn to like it (we learn to like it) We learn how to forget, 'til something reminds That kind of pain that lasts forever So nice, so caught up in time (caught up in time)