I don't know just what I'll do
Everytime you walk into the room
Oh my head is spinning around
And I can't see clearly right now
I'm wasted
I'm so wasted on you
I'm wasted
I'm so wasted on you
'Wasted', by Angus and Julia Stone
I was so completely wasted on Fraco. Everytime he looked at me with those eyes, I couldn't see anything else. It wasn't that he was beautiful, in fact next to Jack he was nothing. Jack was the beautiful one. But those eyes. They drew me in and I couldn't think clearly.
I was also wasted on him because he didn't deserve me. I know that now, and I probably knew it then. He was weak and would never have lived up to my ideal of him. He wasn't a great person. He wanted to be but didn't have the strength. He would try to stick to things - his girlfriend, a career, a job, a place - but couldn't. And this made him do things that he wasn't proud of later.
My love was wasted on him. But I was wasted on my love.
Sunday, April 6, 2008
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