We hold on to memories You hold on to time But something is stealing me Right out of your mind You chose your enemies You chose your friends Wasted, wasted, wasted again You hang on to what you were You hang on to dreams But something is pulling me Apart at the seams You cling to the wreckage but You can't pretend Wasted, wasted, wasted and then You get wasted, wasted, wasted again I don't want to be the one to worry you And I don't want to be the one to carry you And I don't want to be the one to bury you 'Cos you're wasted, wasted away You're fresh out of something that You still hold dear You're fresh out of alibis And you're fresh out of tears Only one thing that bothers me I hate it when You get wasted, wasted, wasted again I ain't gonna be the one that ferries you And I ain't gonna be the one that marries you And I sure don't want to be the one to bury you Wasted, wasted We all got our weaknesses And we all make mistakes And we all got those habits that Are so hard to break I hate to see your gift Flushed down the drain Wasted, wasted, wasted and then You get wasted, wasted, wasted again Wasted, wasted, wasted again