Los Angeles

I've been filling all my voids with boys
Let them have me for a night or two, then destroy
I can't be blamed if I would rather hold a man than hold myself
'Cause when I do I pinch my skin and cry out loud I'm certain this is hell

You're wasting me, you're wasting me Los Angeles
You're wasting me, you're wasting me Los Angeles

I was living in my car, parked outside the hotel bar
My hands are shaking
I would smoke a pack a day I wish the cancer'd have it's way so I quit waking

I crossed the line with my best friend, just to numb myself again
Let's ruin everything
Buy a bottle every night
Lay in bed and grip it tight like it was loving me

You're wasting me, you're wasting me Los Angeles
You're wasting me, you're wasting me Los Angeles
And I can't go home

Fell out of love with the greatest many I'll ever know
Can't believe it, all those years, it seems as though I'll never be hole
I'd love to see him with a woman who brings him peace
Not a woman like me, not a woman like me who's rotting underneath

You're wasting me, you're wasting me Los Angeles
You're wasting me, you're wasting me Los Angeles

You're wasting me, you're wasting me Los Angeles
And I can't go home



Credits
Writer(s): Sarah Borrello
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