Waiting on the Rapture

Settle down, you're never told How could anybody be so bold Speaking out, I didn't want To make the argument on two fronts Airlift me out of here Running so hard, almost in the clear Wrapped up, you're captured Now I'm stuck waiting on the rapture Reaching out for the slamming door Nobody's ever gotten this close before Left it in total disarray And the only thing you wanted was to get away Too late to apologize Now I wonder what prompted you to realize Airbrush all your pictures Wrap it up and then you turn it into fiction