Explode

Dishwalla

Pet Your Friends

Bouncing and pounding
My head, the backboard
I need release to let it flow
And I was ready
Really ready
I was ready to explode

Oh, wasted time
Oh, wasted time
Wasted time, wasted time
Wasted time

All these revisions
All of them written
And Broadway needs a song to sing
And sentences broken
As they are spoken
Feel the ink spill so unclean

Oh, wasted time
Oh, wasted time
Wasted time, wasted time
Wasted time, wasted time

Wasted
Wasted
Wasted
Wasted