Its six minutes until eleven
The phone rings but it's never you
I wont walk the floor
Ill just watch it
Stood up, impatient, and blue

Chorus:
What am I waiting for?
She might never show
What am I waiting for?
My legs wont let me go
What am I waiting for?
What am I waiting for?
Shell never get here

Its not that Im worried about her
Shell think of some brand new excuse
So why am I all alone and crazy?
While she's having fun running loose

Chorus

Its six minutes after eleven
But Im talking about the next day
Our date was just made to be broken
I guess some things just never change

Chorus

What am I waiting for?
What am I waiting for?
What am I waiting for?
Shell never get here