Wasted Me

I like your number Gracing me Absorbing it Abiding quicker See you waving in Turn babe You keep speaking on The drugs move with her Stop Call it out How I pray for you Can't touch or lick her You'll beg to be Boy ridder Your hands in place Stand in hole Hold the line Wasted to me You wasted me I like your number Lay it on The past rain Like something you said It talks a lot Wherever we go In rivers dark The weight of it all You wasted me You wasted me The lace remains on seam You know you wasted me N-kick 'em in the head Inconsequential thread You gnash your little teeth Inside in the bed The bed we sleep And when he stays too long I kick him to the lawn How dare he comes on strong So flippant So flippant So flippant You wasted me You know you wasted me I like your number Oh it's great to me Your pants hang long Kicking up the mud You're wary and wild Those sad eyes I am begging you now To rip it off my skin