/please ignore the next few lines/

Sitting, Waiting, Wishing

Now I was sitting, waiting, wishing
That you believed in superstitions
Then maybe you'd see the signs.
But Lord knows that this world is cruel.
And I ain't the Lord, no I'm just a fool,
Learning loving somebody don't make them love you.

Must I always be waiting waiting on you?
Must I always be playing playing your fool?

I sing ya songs I dance a dance
I gave ya friends all a chance;
Putting up with them wasn't worth never having you.
And maybe you been through this before,
But its my first time
So please ignore
The next few lines cause they're directed at you.

I cant always be waiting waiting on you;
I cant always be playing playing your fool.
I keep playing your part,
But its not my scene.
Wont this plot not twist?
I've had enough mystery.
Keep building me up, then shooting me down.
Well I'm already down,
Just wait a minute...
Just sitting waiting...
Just wait a minute...
Just sitting waiting.

Well, if I was in your position,
I'd put down all my ammunition--
I'd wondered why'd it taken me so long.
But Lord knows that I'm not you,
And If I was I wouldn't be so cruel
Cause waiting on love ain't so easy to do.