Waiting for the Punchline - moe.

You came and went away

Left me wide-eyed wondering what I know

Like rain, you crept away

Left me high and dry on down the road

And I’m waiting for the punchline

But I’ve been here for seven days

It’s a shameful price to pay

Then I wasn’t, was still dead and broke

The way I feel today

Makes me wonder if life is truly a joke

Well I’m waiting for the punchline

And I’ve been here for seven days

I’m waiting for the puncline

And I’ve been here for seven days

My daddy told me about the likes of you

My mama told me about the likes of you

My preacher told me about the likes of you

I tried to tell myself about the likes of you

Sometimes I wonder how

You do the things you do and sleep at night

The lines are clearly drawn

And so is you and you are always right

And I’m waiting for the punchline

But I’ve been here for seven days

Sometimes I roll the dice

You pack your bags and steal away the night

And I will always know

The way you lie and it will be your life

And I’m waiting for the puncline

But I’ve been here for seven days

And I’m waiting for the punchline

But I’ve been here for seven days

My daddy told me about the likes of you

My mama told me about the likes of you

My preacher told me about the likes of you

I tried to tell myself about the likes of you

I’m fascinated with people who live their lives in chains

I’ve always hated the way you lie and play a high fast game

And if I waited, would my life be such a cryin' shame?

I’m fascinated with the life of lies and shame

My daddy told me about the likes of you

My mama told me about the likes of you

My preacher told me about the likes of you

I tried to tell myself about the likes of you

My daddy told me about the likes of you

My mama told me about the likes of you

My preacher told me about the likes of you

I tried to tell myself about the likes of you

My daddy told me

My mama told me

My preacher told me

Peter Jennings told me

Daddy

Mama

Preacher

Jennings