Lyrics: April Smith and the Great Picture Show. What'll I Do.

Don't you tell me to be patient
I've been waiting all these years
If you don't want me there's another
To take it from here
If you're quite finished, dear

Don't pretend that you don't hear this
You could never take me seriously
I deserve more than to be
Swept under the mat
I'll be fine, it's just that

These thousands of miles of arteries
Lead to a heart that beats just for you
What'll I do?
What'll I do?

You had every chance to make it right
And there was a time when I thought you might
But now it's clear you'd leave me at the drop of a hat
I'll get by, it's just that

These thousands of miles of arteries
Lead to a heart that beats just for you
What'll I do?
What'll I do?
What'll I do?
What?ll I do?

I guess you'll never see what you're missing
Until you're missing me and

These thousands of miles of arteries that
Lead to a heart that beats just for you
What'll I do?
What'll I do?
What'll I do?
What'll I do?