I stand and I tap my foot
(my last season's Prada shoes)
Because I get so tired
Of standing
In line

I wish that we all could exist on
Interconnected
Albeit separated planes
So we could see one another
But I could pass through you
And board the train
Five minutes sooner

I'm just so impatient
Because life's too short to be spent
Waiting in line
Crying over useless relationships
Riding planes
Going anywhere
I just need to be there
I just need you here
I need to be doing something
Not waiting for something to happen

You make me impatient
Because someday we'll be dead
And I want to live the hell out of life
Before that happens