Waste it on me (Waste it on me) Tell me why not waste it on me So if love is nothing more Than just a waste of your time Baby why not waste it on me And I know there's no making this right, this right (Yeah) And I know there's no changing your mind, your

Jesus, was it you indeed To flirt unkindly with my greed? Promising eternal life When you knew it was not right? When you knew that what I'd need was willingness and comfort there?

Did you ever watch the one you love Slowly drifting away from you? And you know deep in your heart There is nothing that you can do To make her stay To turn the tide To ease the pain That you feel deep inside When her eyes say it's over and done

Waste it on me (Waste it on me) Tell me why not waste it on me So if love is nothing more Than just a waste of your time Baby why not waste it on me And I know there's no making this right, this right (Yeah) And I know there's no changing your mind, your

There was nothing to fear, nothing to doubt Black-eyed angels swam with me A moon full of stars and astral cars And all the figures I used to see All my lovers were there with me All my past and futures And we all went to heaven in a little row boat I

You fell into our arms We're rotten fruit We're damaged goods What the hell, we've got nothing more to lose One gust and we will probably crumble We're backdrifters We tried but there was nothing we could do Nothing we could do This far but no further

Tell me, why not waste it on me? Waste it on me So if love is nothing more than just a waste of your time Baby, why not waste it on me? And I know there's no making this right, this right (yeah) And I know there's no changing your mind, your mind (oh)

Everything is wrong It rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone 'Cause I was there when you said forever and always And then you feel so low you cant feel nothing at all Did you forget everything? Once upon a time, I believe it was a Tuesday

Till there's nothing left standing, Nothing left of yesterday There's not enough rain in Oklahoma To wash the sins out of that house There's not enough wind in Oklahoma To rip the nails out of the past Shatter every window till it's all blown away, Every

Just to say goodbye, Bobby Jean Well, I came to your house the other day Your mother said you went away She said there was nothing that I could have done There was nothing nobody could say Me and you, we've known each other ever since we were sixteen I