The pen tip is dry ‘Cause she never puts the cap back on Expecting that it won’t be too long Before he comes back
She feels alone And though she knows she’s not the only one She never thought the day would come When she’d give in
Watching the rain She imagines she’s a single drop Falling with occasional stops, down the window glass ‘Til she cannot hold on
Oh what a waste of time Should’ve known better than to rebel I know it’s just as well I know it’s just as well
She looks around She’s thinking that it don’t make sense How could everybody be so content With the way things are?
But then she realizes That they’re no more content than she Its just that they’re resigned to be dependent and beat Dependent and beat
Oh what a waste of time Should’ve known better than to rebel I know its just as well I know its just as well I am an undefined Just like everybody in this jail cell I know it’s just as well