I'm waitin' in an empty lobby
Bored out my skull, currently half-past three, my
Appointment was meant to be-e at ten, but it seems
Seems like that wasn't the truth
With all of my time bein' drained and wasted
Wonder if there's some part of me bein' hated
Tryna make up bullshit reasons to delay the whole
Reason I-I'm waitin' here

Bada, bada, ba, ba
Bada, ba, ba, bada, ba, ba
Bada, ba, ba, bada, ba, bada, bada, ba

All these magazines have tra-ashy covers
But I read them as my brain becomes a puddle
Even readin' ev'ry pamphlet, ju-ust discovered
Why my head is filled with pain

And that is a bad thing, dude
This is a doctor's office, plus the truth
As to why I'm here is my-y chronic migraines, so I'm screwed
So I want to leave from here
Because I'm sick of sittin' on my rear
While starin' at this cross-section vie-iew of some dude's ear

Inside this lobby
This empty lobby, this cold-ass lobby

Though I want to leave, it's true
I know it will make me look like a douche
Ditchin' appointments is ru-ude, I don't wanna be that dude
And so I'll be stayin' here
With this borin' music inside my ears
Because my mp3 player's go-ot no batt'ries here
It did at first, but this waitin' ha-as drained it right clear
And now all there is is borin' fi-ifties crap to hear
I wish that I could be leavin' a-and grab a cold beer