"Waiting On The Day" lyrics

You're not the one I need
Though I'm sorry to say it
Porcelain the bowl
Whiter than the face
Setting down the shears
In their usual place
Cut from ear to ear
Fearless in her grace

And I'm still waiting on the day
When my pain all goes away
I'm still waiting on the day

I'd fall on my sword
But the hour's far too late
And how dare I ask what for
The food that found my plate
If I could only kill my shame
Like the fig leaf in her room
'Cause the beggar's bowl's the same
As the one that holds the king's soup

And I'm still waiting on the day
When my pain all goes away
Yeah, I'm still waiting on the day
When my pain all goes away

And my mind devours my soul
Just like a shark devouring the fisherman's little boy
I'm so scared I beg back my mind
I'm stuck inside on sunny afternoons