The art of waiting

The act of waiting isn't hard to master.
Take a drag of smoke, inhale faster.
When no one's even looking, light the bastard.
The act of waiting isn't hard to master.

*Pause*

The act of waiting isn't hard to master.
Crumble on the inside just like plaster.
Wait for your very own disaster.
The act of waiting isn't hard to master.

But what's waiting when the weather's a factor?
What's waiting when the air is nice?
The act of waiting isn't hard to master,
but who wants to wait in freezing ice?