Waiting On My Horrible Warning - Pissed Jeans

I was a boy, spending nights kickin' life’s big behind

Yeah the only thing I had too much to spend was time

Hospitals and funerals meant as much to me

As rerun sitcoms blaring on the TV

Sugary dinners and candy snacks at night

Sleep til whenever doesn’t matter if it’s getting bright

But now I’m waiting on my horrible warning…

Waiting on my horrible warning

Never thought about when you’re actually halfway through life

Emotional labor piled up on the wife

Back’s thrown out just trying to tie my shoes

Let me tell you, I used to play punk, now I’m just singing the blues

Just waiting for a headache that never goes away

Just waiting for a lump that gets bigger every day

Yeah I’m waiting to locate my terminal deficiency

Waiting to have my children come to visit me

All it takes is one test to find out that it’s my time…

You see I’m waiting on my horrible warning

Just waiting on my fucking warning

I’m waiting on my horrible warning

Oh I’ll just keep waiting for my horrible warning