Petulance

[Verse 1]

Well, the room is turning blue

You fell asleep with the TV on

And you're not sure what to do

You can't remember where your legs have run off to

You open up your mouth to yell

But the noises aren't coming

It's still too soon to tell

But it's even worse to be waiting for the news

[Chorus]

Who has the time?

Even if you don't have anywhere to be

You're not to see the other side of any argument

You just mend yourself with petulance and stonеs

[Verse 2]

Rather sink than swim

Or acknowledge that your bubblе's bursting

Spray all the juice

That you suck from the neck of an unsuspecting brute

So you throw a fit

Yeah baby, throw us a fit

You are entitled to it

You are entitled to it

[Chorus]

Who has the time?

Even if you don't have anywhere to be

You're not to see the other side of any argument

You just mend yourself with petulance and stones