Harry Styles The Waiting Game

Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh You can romanticise your shortcomings, ignore your agency to stop Write a ballad with the details, while skimming off the top A personality, considering you've been a little overhonest lately And you apologise, a dirty clown You found someone to put your arms around Playing the waiting game But it all adds up to nothing You try and you always justify Playing the waiting game When it all adds up to nothing Playing the waiting game Do you tantalise or titillate Knowing it won't make the grade? Do you leave it on the table? And you apologise, emotionally dry And years go by You found someone to put your arms around Playing the waiting game But it all adds up to nothing You try messing with your own design Playing the waiting game When it all adds up to nothing Playing the waiting game But it all adds up to nothing Playing the waiting game And it all adds up to nothing