Waste

Well you have me in, in your hands

Like a lit, like a lit cigarette

Now I'm here in your room hitting snooze

On the side of your bed

I should've known it the day we met

That shit is worse than a hit and run

My mom thinks I need therapy

'Cause I sing, only sing about you

But the thing is that she

Doesn't know how you do what you do

But you must do this to everyone

That shit is worse than a hit and run

I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh

I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh

I wanna waste, yeah, yeah

I wanna waste, yeah, yeah

I wanna wa-a-a-a-aste

My love on you

When you leave my house, leave my car

Walk away from the restaurant

I admit I panic, I can't breathe

I bet you do this to everyone

And it's so cruel, but I'm having fun

I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh

I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh

I wanna waste, yeah, yeah

I wanna waste, yeah, yeah

I wanna wa-a-a-a-aste

My love on you

My love on you

My love on you

My love

I wanna wa-a-a-a-aste

Don't you want somebody else

Come love you like I do

Don't you want somebody else

Come love you like I do

I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh

I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh

I wanna waste, yeah, yeah

I wanna waste, yeah, yeah

I wanna wa-a-a-a-aste

My love on you

I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh

I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh

I wanna waste, yeah, yeah

I wanna waste, yeah, yeah

I wanna wa-a-a-a-aste

My love on you