It's like I'm waiting for something
to come out of nothing
Waiting for the starting shot
(I'm) the only runner left in the blocks
Stumble down between the lines
Run so slow I'm left behind
Chorus
Feels like I'm waiting on nothing
standing still while the world keeps moving
Feels like I'm waiting on nothing
Got to see that effort gets me there
Can't seem to put any effort out
Can't find my voice when I need to shout
Where do others get their drive
they write all night, then 9 to 5
I crush the mocking empty page
It's stained with sweat and tears of rage
Chorus
Feels like I'm waiting on nothing
standing still while the world keeps moving
Feels like I'm waiting on nothing
Got to see that effort gets me there