Waitin' For You to Blow

I keep her anger cocked and ready

Tucked in her stylin' holster

I draw the line in pretty colors

Just to dare some fool to cross her

I keep her righteousness on simmer

Though it's tastier on a boil

And her tongue stays nice 'n sharp

The tighter she stays coiled

I love to let her lay around

Blowin' deadlines once again

Stock her up with lame excuses

For things she meant to send

I make her blow her diet

Till she slips to full-on binge

Then I up her shame about it

'Cause she looks so cute unhinged

I got her where she is today

But do I get respect?

She claims she's so above it now

She keeps all that mess in check

Recovery's a fickle beast

You better stick to what you know

And I'm always ridin' shotgun, baby

Just waitin' for you to blow

Don't matter how much time you got

It's still a slippery ledge

You gotta keep an eye on every step

When there's no more bets to hedge

You can whine and boast, and cut 'n run

And fall down on your knees

But if it ain't the full surrender, baby

It's all the same to me

It's funny how a little doubt'll muddle up her way

It only takes some darker thought to wreck her sunny day

I let her draw love close enough to see she really cares

But no way do they get inside in case there's no one there

No one there

I got her where she is today

But do I get respect?

She claims she's so above it now

She keeps all that mess in check

Recovery's a fickle beast

You better stick to what you know

'Cause I'm always ridin' shotgun, baby

Just waitin' for you to blow

Da, da, da

Waitin' for you, baby

Waitin' for you to blow