Waste

We argue about so many things,
That don't amount to anything.
You always see me as the perpetrator of the crime,
What a waste of time, what a waste of time.

CHORUS: I'm not sure where you're coming from,
	And I'm not sure that I want to know,
	Why did you forsake me long ago?
	I'm losing the friend I never had.

You make it so hard for me to be your friend,
It doesn't matter just how much time I spend.
The price of kindness, affected by inflation,
What a new sensation, what a new sensation.

(CHORUS)

I will never know just who you are,
You are hiding; I can't	see your feelings.
I will never understand your reasoning,
You are wasting away behind your fortress. (wasting away)

I'm wondering about your point of view,
Can you tell me what the world looks like to you?
Am I frightening because I can't be bought?
What a scary thought, what a scary thought.

(CHORUS)

We argue about so many, many things,
That don't amount, don't amount, to anything.
What a waste of time.

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