The Waiting Room - Tindersticks

‘Been hanging around, another day

Waiting for collection, feeling blue

I was putting up a fence to keep the birds out

I got caught in a landslide of feeling unsure

And don’t let me suffer, don’t let me suffer

And don’t let me suffer, don’t let me suffer

Talking aloud for anyone to hear

Just faces of strangers in a place I don’t know

I was packing my things, getting ready to go

Just photos in my wallet of people I don’t know

And don’t let me suffer, don’t let me suffer

And don’t let me suffer, don’t make me suffer

The others, they writhe without sense or words

Begging without knowing to be released

And don’t make me fall only being half done

Just make it quick boys and put your love aside

And don’t let me suffer, don’t let me suffer

And don’t let me suffer, don’t let me suffer