Wasting Time

Oh my god, how am I here again,
In your bed, pretending that you are him?
You hear me talking in my sleep,
I wake up thinking that you are him.

In my dreams his voice was so heavenly,
Jenni says that you fill the space between
Braving rough and missing him,
But you're a work in progress, kid.

I was only wasting your time.
Burn this place down before the fire.
Wasting, wa-
I was only wasting your time.

December lows, your room was so freezing cold.
At the show, same story, different girl.
Baby blue in a crowded room.
Tell me that you never feel alone.

Seas of gold, his hands washing over me.
All the time I'm wishing that it was him.
Give me a sign, or something real.
A day with God, to cut a deal.
Jenni, she tells me you're temporary,
Temporary.

I was only wasting your time.
Burn this place down before the fire.
And while we're drinking ourselves blind,
I was only wasting your time.
Wasting,
Wasting, wa-
I was wasting your time.



Credits
Writer(s): Tom Dewhurst, Thomas Taylor, Isobel Phillips, Christopher Ostler
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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