| I threw him out like he was trash one night
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| The dumbest thing I’ve ever done
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| He was the best thing that I’ll ever find
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| Yeah, a waste is a terrible thing to mind
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| And I’m going crazy in these four white walls
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| All I feel is his ghost walking by
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| I wish I didn’t see how brightly I was blind
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| Yeah, a waste is a terrible thing to mind
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| Yeah, a waste is a terrible thing to mind
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| I keep me warm with the bridges I burn
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| That won’t keep me warm for long
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| Memories of few are slipping deeper into time
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| Yeah, a waste is a terrible thing to mind
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| Now I’m going crazy in these four white walls
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| All I feel is his ghost walking by
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| I wish I didnt see how brightly I was blind
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| Yeah, a waste is a terrible thing to mind
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| A waste is a terrible thing to mind
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| A waste is a terrible thing to mind |