Well you have me in, in your handsLike a lit, like a lit cigaretteNow I'm here in your room hitting snoozeOn the side of your bedI should've known it the day we metThat shit is worse than a hit and runMy mom thinks I need therapy'Cause I sing, only sing about youBut the thing is that sheDoesn't know how you do what you doBut you must do this to everyoneThat shit is worse than a hit and runI wanna waste all my love on you-oohI wanna waste all my love on you-oohI wanna waste, yeah, yeahI wanna waste, yeah, yeahI wanna wasteMy love on youWhen you leave my house, leave my carWalk away from the restaurantI admit I panic, I can't breatheI bet you do this to everyoneAnd it's so cruel but I'm having funI wanna waste all my love on you-oohI wanna waste all my love on you-oohI wanna waste, yeah, yeahI wanna waste, yeah, yeahI wanna wasteMy love on youMy love on youMy love on youMy love, I wanna wasteDon't you want somebody elseShe can't love you like I doDon't you want somebody elseShe can't love you like I doI wanna waste all my love on you-oohI wanna waste all my love on you-oohI wanna waste, yeah, yeahI wanna waste, yeah, yeahI wanna wasteMy loveI wanna waste all my love on you-oohI wanna waste all my love on you-oohI wanna waste, yeah, yeahI wanna waste, yeah, yeahI wanna wasteMy love on you