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 at least not how you practise it

but I´m willing to regret all the travels I made
all the triumphs in my book `cause I´m afraid
that they took me away from you

- So, don´t be upset `cause your bottleneck barbiturate
ain´t helping you out
It wasn´t meant to be a hole in the ground

Don´t make me wait ´cause your bottleneck barbiturate
is letting you down `cause I know other ways
of getting around the lonely hour

I´m the one who used to tell you 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
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 `cause your bottleneck barbiturate
ain´t helping you out - It wasn´t meant to be
a hole in the ground

Don´t make me wait `cause your bottleneck barbiturate
is letting you down `cause I know better ways
of getting around the lonely hour

Don´t make me wait
Don´t make me wait
Don´t make me wait!

- So don´t be upset `cause your bottleneck barbiturate
ain´t helping you out - It wasn´t meant to be
a hole in the ground

Don´t make me wait `cause your bottleneck barbiturate
is letting you down `cause I know better ways
of getting around the lonely hour