Wasted

I've always hated this time of day
The sun calls it quits, and I start to pace
Every now and then, I hear a symphony
Cicadas in the backyard
Remindin' me where I came from

When did everything stop being so dreamy?
Just sitting on the porch and talking to Soleil
I started hearing voices in my head
I never had the courage to tell anyone that
Ooh

Now I sit under the red glow
Drinkin' tonic
Trying to be more honest
And wishing that my life would go slow

But it's hard to stay in one place
They know me too well
I can tell
It won't be long til' my engine breaks

Oh, wasted
Oh, wasted
Oh, wasted all of my potential

Now the floaters stain my vision like all of my bad decisions
Guess I gotta live with them

I keep ending up a casualty in the wake of someone else's greed
But I still try to please em'

And I broke myself again without repair this time around
And the bathroom stalls at socials know me better than myself
And I came to the conclusion, I've been living in delusion for so many years now

And my therapist says there are some things that I'll never get back
And I don't wanna believe it, cause it leaves me less than half
I was eleven miles down the parkway trying to clear my head
When I realized if I slid down no one would know that I was dead

And I've wasted all my time building bridges while they burn
Wasted away in my skin to be someone's second girl
And I wasted my own voice when I could've spoken up
Am I still wasting away just trying to earn somebody's love?
What is love?

What is love?
What is love?
What is love?

Maybe, I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't know