Wasted Years

Maroon 5 · Live: Friday The 13th [2005]

Slow is the memory

I can picture her standing right in front of me

Orange blossoms crushed on concrete,

I walk around with bare feet

Cause I know you want me



Can't remember anything

Her sweat, it tastes like sugar cane

And I had already gotten there before I came

My tank is empty

And I know you're thirsty



But I have already tried to explain myself

It's not that I love someone else

But I can't bear to listen to you cry

I'm sick of all these wasted years

A rag for someone else's tears

I wring you out as I hang you out to dry



And I'll see you when I get back

Maybe we can get ourselves back on the right track

You touch me there because you know how much I like that

I think that we both need to relax

Cause I know you want me



All the time and everywhere

A happy surface but the underbelly isn't there

The worst thing is that I don't even really care

The emptiness is too much to bear



But I have already tried to explain myself

It's not that I love someone else

But I can't bear to listen to you cry

I'm sick of all these wasted years

A rag for someone else's tears

I wring you out as I hang you out to dry



C'mon C'mon

Get off the phone

Please come home

It's been so lonely since you've been gone

Engulf, surround me

up and down me

Be all around me

Baby I can't breathe no more



C'mon C'mon

Get off the phone

Please come home

It's been so lonely since you've been gone

Engulf, surround me

up and down me

Be all around me

Baby I can't breathe no more



But I have already tried to explain myself

It's not that I love someone else

But I can't bear to listen to you cry

I'm sick of all these wasted years

A rag for someone else's tears

I wring you out as I hang you out to dry

Sick of all these wasted years

A rag for someone else's tears

I wring you out as I hang you out to

to dry... and try

And try to get... back home

you try... you try, yeah, yeah

oohhhhh, yeah