Boring Ones

Waiting for a bus
 I'm waiting for another time
 Middle of the night
 I'm waiting for my time to come
 I'm the boring one
 the one that leaves the party saying
 - There's a day tomorrow too, goodnight
 Sitting on the bus
 the man next to me looks so sad
 The girls in front they talk
 they talk, they talk it drives me mad
 I don't care about your boyfriends and who slept with who
 Don't make yourselves more stupid than you are
 Oh please say that
 Time, time will come for the boring ones
 Oh, time will come, time will come
 Time, time will come for the boring ones
 Oh, time will come, will come
 I'm gonna get there one way or the other
 I'm gonna get there even if it's not tonight
 I don't care about your boyfriends
 And their messages so please,
 Stop reading them out loud
 Oh please say that
 Time, time will come for the boring ones...
 Time
 time will come
 For the boring, boring ones