Lyrics:

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 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