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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brad Cox
Brad Cox
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brad Cox
Brad Cox
Composer
Jackson Besley
Jackson Besley
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matt Fell
Matt Fell
Producer
Daniel Bacigalupi
Daniel Bacigalupi
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I was away from the perfect place to sit and numb my brain As if I'd be feeling better if I'd forgotten my own name Honestly, I'd rather be whoever I'm not now Ironically it's happy hour and I am feeling down For the way she broke me down It ain't fair Blame will stick around 'til the end But I know I'll find a way I hope I find it soon When all is said and done It's sad but it is true It's wasted time The hotel room on a Tuesday night, somewhere in New South Wales Usually I'd call her up, trading fairytales Suddenly, reality is slowly closing in I remind myself that she's not here Drown myself in a bottle of gin Because she had no space for me It ain't fair Blame will stick around 'til the end But I know I'll find a way I hope I find it soon When all is said and done It's sad but it is true It's wasted time Wasted time Wasted time See I had always hoped she'd feel the same But now it seems we'll never meet again But I know I'll find a way I hope I find it soon When all is said and done All she put me through But I know I'll find a way I hope I find it soon When all is said and done All she put me through It's wasted time Wasted time Wasted time Wasted time
Writer(s): Brad Cox, Jackson Besley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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