Waste

It’s as if I believe the more that I squeeze this pillow between my thighs
The more likely the chance that I’ll find romance
If it somehow becomes alive
I share my bed with a bad brain
Spilt ash and cum stains almost every night
Find me a drug to replace the love that is slowly leaving my life
Oh you know
I’m wasting away
Wasting your days
Oh you know
You’re wasting away
You’re wasting your days