Wasted Years (Live)

Slow is the memory

I can picture her standing right in front of me

Orange black souls crushed on concrete

I work around this bare sing

Cause I know you want me

Cheer remember anything

Her sweat, it tastes like sugar cane

And I already got to nap before the game

Fine to take this empty

I know you're thirsty

But I have already tried to explain myself

It's not that I love someone else

But I can't bear to listen to you cry

I'm sick of all these wasted years

wrecked for someone else's tears

and ran you out as I hang you out to dry

Whoo, whoo, yeah

And I'll see you when I get back

Maybe we can get ourselves back on the right track

You touch me there because you know how much I like that

I think that we both need to relax

Cause I know you want me

All the time and everywhere

A happy surface but the underbelly isn't there

And the worst thing is that I don't even really care

And the emptiness is too much to bear

But I have already tried to explain myself

It's not that I love someone else

But I can't bear to listen to you cry

I'm sick of all these wasted years

wrecked for someone else's tears

and ran you out as I hang you out to

Come on, come on,

Get off the phone, please come home

It's been so lonely since you've been gone

And golv surround me up and down

may be all around baby I can't breathe no more

Come on, come on

Get off the phone, please come home

It's been so lonely since you've been gone

And golv surround me up and down

may be all around baby I can't breathe no more

But I have already tried to explain myself

It's not that I love someone else

But I can't bear to listen to you cry

I'm sick of all these wasted years

wrecked for someone else's tears

And ran you out as I hang you out to dry

sick of all these wasted years

Wrecked for someone else's tears

And ran you out as I hang you out to dry

dry~~ try to get back home

try~~you try yeah yeah

Oh no no no

Songwriter

Adam Levine

Ladies and gentlemen

Please welcome

Mr James Valentine