Waste a Lot of Things - Jaill

Driven to the birds and

Said we side regret

Won't you want me less

If I never leave

Tell em what you know

Survive my love been hard

Come and find my

Arms I bars

Well I'm yours and

You're mine

As long as I have

To wait the fire

Well I'm good and

You're bad

Said is its favorite sad

Is its favorite sad

Is its favorite sad

Is its favorite sad

Are you gonna tell em

Where I've lost my mind

As if I could turn and

Buy me trap

Still time you said I

Met a taking out

Well I can you might is

Nothing precious inside of

I waste a lot of things

I waste a lot of things

I waste a lot of things

I waste a lot of things

I waste a lot of things

I waste a lot of things

I waste a lot of things

I waste a lot of things

I waste a lot of things