Wasted
Here I am going in
It’s been Nine months on my sobriety
I made a promise to you that I wouldn’t do it
Baby I can’t stand it.
I want to drink.
You told me you loved me.
But you let your Dad in the way.
Just cause he is a deacon in a church.
Doesn’t’ mean he makes your decisions for you.
Do you truly care?
I go to church I am a Baptist just like you and him.
Is cause I grew up in a different environment then you?
But I am the good one. You are the bad.
You and I get as close as we can until they pull us apart.
But you told my best friend that you loved me along with
Another girl.
You hurt me Again how many times am I going to allow you to do that?
Cause I love you …
I want to be wasted
I want to forget you ever existed in my life
Wasted as the burn of whiskey touches my throat
The second shot is to show you how much I love you
But you will never know because I won’t tell you
SO cheers to us
Because you are the best thing I never had
I will be wasted on a love that will never be
Goodbye my love