Waste My Time
It'll be alright if I die on a Sunday
Why waste my time when it only goes one way?
When I die, I hope it's quick, that I don't get sick or see it coming
But if I do, I guess I'll make my peace and hope for the best
I'll have plenty of time to rest one day
Well, that's alright, I'll be fine
I'm not gonna let you waste my time
Pretty little girl stays on my mind
Go ahead and say that I'm not your type
But guess that's fair, I'm alright
You'll never stick around 'cause you don't care
If you make it to my talk, I'll see you there
I know that it's my fault, I can't compare to
Anything you arе or anything you could be
And if I'm being honest, I hatе myself, honestly
So I go to kickbacks, just to try to relax
Then you show up, I blow up
You should know better than that, yea-ah!
It'll be alright if I die on a Sunday
Why waste my time when it only goes one way?
When I die, I hope it's quick, that I don't get sick or see it coming
But if I do, I guess I'll make my peace and hope for the best
I'll have plenty of time to rest one day
Whatever happens happens for the best
At least I try to convince myself that
Everything will be alright
Everything will be okay
Even if I decay alone in my bedroom
I'll reminisce about the day that I met you
I think I'm losin' my mind by the second
Time doesn't feel like it's real, second guessing
It'll be alright if I die on a Sunday
Why waste my time if it only goes one way?
It'll be alright
I don't want to waste my time
Why waste my time when it only goes one way?
When I die, I hope it's quick, that I don't get sick or see it coming
But if I do, I guess I'll make my peace and hope for the best
I'll have plenty of time to rest one day
Well, that's alright, I'll be fine
I'm not gonna let you waste my time
Pretty little girl stays on my mind
Go ahead and say that I'm not your type
But guess that's fair, I'm alright
You'll never stick around 'cause you don't care
If you make it to my talk, I'll see you there
I know that it's my fault, I can't compare to
Anything you arе or anything you could be
And if I'm being honest, I hatе myself, honestly
So I go to kickbacks, just to try to relax
Then you show up, I blow up
You should know better than that, yea-ah!
It'll be alright if I die on a Sunday
Why waste my time when it only goes one way?
When I die, I hope it's quick, that I don't get sick or see it coming
But if I do, I guess I'll make my peace and hope for the best
I'll have plenty of time to rest one day
Whatever happens happens for the best
At least I try to convince myself that
Everything will be alright
Everything will be okay
Even if I decay alone in my bedroom
I'll reminisce about the day that I met you
I think I'm losin' my mind by the second
Time doesn't feel like it's real, second guessing
It'll be alright if I die on a Sunday
Why waste my time if it only goes one way?
It'll be alright
I don't want to waste my time
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Writer(s): Brady Ponder, Steven Clayton Roney
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