Wait a minute This may be boring Is it less than a total mess? In a minute, this may turn sour if we last Wait a minute You may be boring icy holes in my snowy head Ever dry and yet warmly melting in cold beds Everyone's looking tragic Looking for the new panic Looking for a new panic in anyone He spun light into black skyscrapers She hid weapons beneath her dress Wait a minute I may be boring you to death Everyone's looking tragic Looking for the new panic Looking for a new panic in anyone What a total mess, I'll take her What a total mess, I'll take him What a total mess, I'll take her What a total mess, I'll take them Everyone's looking tragic Looking for the new panic Looking for a new panic in anyone Everyone's looking panicked Looking for something tragic Looking for a new panic in anyone