Can't Wait Around

I don't have time to see you 
when I come back home from work 
take a shower put some clean clothes on 
and go out 
when I come back home 
I have whisky on my breath 
I sit out on the porch with my cigarettes 
I can't stay 
I can't wait around for you 
I can't wait around for you 
I'd tell you how I feel 
but you wouldn't listen anyway 
I still remember how you used to 
take the time 
someday I will pack my bags 
and turn my collar to the wind 
with my hands inside my pockets 
so I can't feel it