Wasting Time from Wasting Time by Timbers

Wasting Time

I’ve been on high alert all of this time
Waiting for the punch line
What was that, what is this, is this the end
Where you’re leaving me again

I’ve been wasting time, darling
I’ve been wasting time, my dear
I’ve been wasting time, darling
All of these years

Then there came, came a change and it was real
But slow as the road
And I saw, saw of it all of her fame,
Margo I’m sad like a ghost

Well I knew who I was at just 17
But I froze and forgot
To wake up right here at 36 with three small kids
Damn, it feels too late
Damn, it feels too late
Damn, it feels too late

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