Verse
F#m A C#m
It's as if I believe the more that I squeeze this pillow between my thighs
F#m A
The more likely the chance that I'll find romance
C#m
If it somehow becomes alive
F#m
I share my bed with a bad brain
A C#m
Spilt ash and cum stains almost every night
F#m A C#m
Find me a drug to replace the love that is slowly leaving my life
[Refrain]
F#m A
Oh you know
D
I'm wasting away
D
Wasting your days
F#m A
Oh you know
D
You're wasting away
D
You're wasting your days