Wasted

Molly's flying high in the front yard

Says she wants her god to see

How it is she fires up her own light

Underneath the willow tree

Hold my hands for life, babe

You've come undone, it seems

So run it up the backstreets, tie it in a bowline

Don't you know this well's run dry?

Please forgive your mama, hold her in your heart

And get your ass back inside

Don't you live a wasted life

When you're laid out on your backseat

And made yourself a brand new scar

You're the only one that can hear you

Tell yourself you've gone too far

Hold my hands for life, babe

You've come undone, it seems

So run it up the backstreets, tie it in a bowline

Don't you know this well's run dry?

Please forgive your mama, hold her in your heart

And get your ass back inside

Don't you live a wasted life

Rise and shine, it'll be alright

With peace of mind

Run it up the backstreets, tie it in a bowline

Don't you know this well's run dry?

Please forgive your mama, hold her in your heart

And get your ass back inside (One more time)

Run it up the backstreets, tie it in a bowline

Don't you know this well's run dry?

Please forgive your mama, hold her in your heart

And get your ass back inside

Don't you live a wasted life