Are We The Waiting / St. Jimmy

by Ed Sheeran

St. Jimmy's comin' down across the alleyway
Upon the boulevard like a zip gun on parade
Light of a silhouette
He's insubordinate
Comin' at you on the count of (1,2,3,4!)
My name is Jimmy and you better not wear it out.
Suicide commando that your momma talked about.
King of the 40 thieves, I'm here to represent.
The needle in the vein of the establishment.
I'm the patron saint of the denial
with an angel face and a taste for suicidal.
Cigarettes and ramen and a little bag of dope.
I am the son of a bitch of Edgar Allen Poe.
Raised in the city in the halo of lights.
Product of war and fear that we've been victimized
I'm the patron saint of the denial
with an angel face and a taste for suicidal.
Are you talkin to me?!
I'll give you somethin to cry about!!
St.Jimmy!!
My name is St. Jimmy I'm a son of a gun.
I'm the one that's from the way outside, now
A teenage assassin executing some fun
in the cult of the life of crime, now.
I'd really hate to say it but I told you so
So shut your mouth before I shoot you down 'lil boy.
Welcome to the club and give me some blood
I'm the resident leader of the lost and found
It's comedy!.
And tragedy!.
It's St. Jimmy!
And that's my name!!...
And don't wear it out!!!
Starry nights city lights coming down over me
Skyscrapers and stargazers in my head
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown
This dirty town was burning down in my dreams
Lost and found city bound in my dreams
And screaming
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting
And screaming
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting
Forget me nots and second thoughts live in isolation
Heads or tails and fairytales in my mind
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown
The rage and love, the story of my life
The Jesus of suburbia is a lie
And screaming
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting
And screaming
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting
And screaming
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown