Wasted Dreams - Luke Pickett

She be wearing my name

She be chasing her fame

She’s messing with a new crowd

So every night it’s cocaine

The girl thinks she’s a motel

But baby you’re a porn star

Someone had to tell you before you did yourself harm

These cunts could learn from me

You’re always real with me, with them its make believe

I’ll never learn to love from a girl like you

I think I deserve more than a girl like you.

But I want a girl like you.

I want a girl like you.

I want a girl like you.

I was picturing forever

I wanted it now, you chose or never

The only time you’re touching me

Is when you fear you’re losing me

We always want what we can’t have

I be saying lovers

She be saying love hurts

I say she needs to get clean

To find out what this life means

She’s always leaving voicemails

And telling me that all’s well, but you ain’t treating me well

From the stories that your friends tell

You try to hide from me

Don’t fucking lie to me

You should subscribe to me

I’ll never learn to love from a girl like you

I think I deserve more than a girl like you.

But I want a girl like you.

I want a girl like you.

I want a girl like you.

I was picturing forever

I wanted it now, you chose or never

The only time you’re touching me

Is when you fear you’re losing me

We always want what we can’t have, so it’s now or never for a girl like you.

Girl you get so high, but you look so low.

Baby, we can share that joint

together.

You know I was picturing forever.

I knew they could never supply you

like I do.

Let’s listen to our favourite tunes and pretend they were written

for me and you.

Cos I want a girl like you, like you, like you.

You…

I was picturing forever

I wanted it now, you chose or never

The only time you’re touching me

Is when you fear you’re losing me I’m just waiting on the traffic girl

Then I’ll be with you

You keep me waiting on the traffic girl

I gotta see you

Cos I miss your face, I miss your smile

Never really get a minute to unwind

When I look into the mirror girl it’s you I find

Tell me, what am I supposed to do?

Baby you’ve been living for the weekend

Just remember who’s there on your weak day

Cos I won’t be around forever

Even tough there’s no one better I’m just waiting on the traffic girl

Then I’ll be with you, with you.