Wasted

I know your type, black lights and leather tights

You're black ice on the road on a drunken summer night but

I got your number, your name and your will to fight

Will you be comin' over? Will you be comin'? Reckon you might

I cannot care, I cannot care for you

I cannot bear to love you any less than you need

I cannot hold you, I cannot bear to lose

The bruises that you leave

If you let go of me, I'd be a fool to let you, fool to let you leave

Drunk on love or anything so strong as to drive the blood

To make way for more, for more

When you've 44 left, 40 for your children

Beg for the breath that you won't give

And your boyfriend stands to wait all for you

Drink up, you're wasted on me

Drink up, you're wasted

Runnin that money Ma, livin' loose, playin' hard

Damned if I'm gonna lose it, damned if I'm gonna lose it

And you're runnin' low, chink in your glass and a knock at the door

What you lookin' at me for? What you lookin' at me?

Well I cannot care, I cannot care for you

I cannot bear to love you any less than you need

I cannot hold you, I cannot bear to lose

The bruises that you leave

If you let go of me, I'd be a fool to let you, fool to let you leave

Drunk on love or anything so strong as to drive the blood

To make way for more, for more

When you've 44 left, 40 for your children

Beg for the breath that you won't give

And your boyfriend stands to wait all for you

Drink up, you're wasted on me

Drink up, you're wasted

Drink up, I'll wait