Wasted
MARIAN HILL · Sway 2015 · Track 04 of 07
You think I'm magical You talk a fancy talk Something intangible In the way I walk You've got no common sense Boy I've heard them all Throwing your compliments Up against the wall
You get me a tick or two I already bought them You ain't make my dreams come true I've already got them Words are blurry when you speak Boy I thought I told you Now you're tripping over me I'm not here to hold you
You're wasted, you're wasted on me You're wasted, you're wasted on me You're wasted, you're wasted on me You're wasted, you're wasted on me
It's all so typical Way you call my name Nothing subliminal In how you play your game See I don't miss a thing You're so crystal clear I've seen you whispering In every of the ear
You said you have seen the world I don't really buy it You say I'm the perfect girl Don't you even try it Words are blurry when you speak Boy I thought I told you Now you're tripping over me I'm not here to hold you
You're wasted, you're wasted on me You're wasted, you're wasted on me You're wasted, you're wasted on me You're wasted, you're wasted on me
So inflated, so inflated Crush your fist again now I can't take it When you are so wasted
You're wasted, you're wasted on me You're wasted, you're wasted on me You're wasted, you're wasted on me You're wasted, you're wasted on me