Wasted Years

Wasted Years
Well I solace the memory
I can picture her standing right in front of me
Arms crossed and I'm crushed by concrete
I walk around with bare feet
And I know you want me

Can't remember anything
Her sweat, it tastes like sugarcane
And I had already gotten there before I came
Well, my tank is empty
But I know you're thirsty
But I have already tried to explain myself
It's not that I love someone else
But I can't bare to listen to you cry
I'm sick of all these wasted years
A bag for someone else's tears
I'll wring you out as I hang you out to dry
No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, yeah
No, no, no
I see you and I can't fight
Maybe we could get ourselves back on the right track
You touch me there because you know how much I like that
Oh maybe we will get to relax
And I know you want me
All the time and everywhere
A happy service but the underbelly isn't there
And the worst thing is that I don't even really care
And the emptiness is too much to bear

But I have already tried to explain myself
It's not that I love someone else
But I can't bare to listen to you cry
I'm sick of all these wasted years
A bag for someone else's tears
I'll wring you out as I hang you out to
Come on, come on
Get off the phone
Please come home
It's been so lonely since you've been gone
And gloves surround me
Up and down me
Feet all around me
Baby I can't breathe no more
Come on, come on
Get off the phone
Please come home
It's been so lonely since you've been gone
And gloves surround me
Up and down me
Feet all around me
Baby I can't breathe no more
But I have already tried to explain myself
It's not that I love someone else
But I can't bare to listen to you cry
I'm sick of all these wasted years
A bag for someone else's tears
I'll wring you out as I hang you out to

I'm sick of all these wasted years
A bag for someone else's tears
I'll wring you out as I hang you out to dry
You try
To get
Back home
You try
And try
Yeah
Oh