| I’m wasting my time, wasting my time |
| I’ve been wasting my time |
| I’m wasting my time, wasting my time |
| I’ve been wasting my time |
| My soul’s a worn out road |
| Where you’ve left a trail of reminders |
| The sky forgets, turns black with pain |
| But the rain remembers your face |
| And the streets know your name |
| I’m wasting my time, wasting my time |
| I’ve been wasting my time |
| I’m wasting my time, wasting my time |
| I’ve been wasting my time |
| She read his palm, his heart and his head |
| We’re on the same life line |
| I held one hand behind my back |
| But the rain remembers your face |
| And the streets know your name |
| I’m wasting my time, wasting my time |
| I’ve been wasting my time |
| I’m wasting my time, wasting my time |
| I’ve been wasting my time |
| When I took him like a vow in the dark |
| The future fell off me |
| This pain is all I recognize |
| But the rain remembers your face |
| And the streets know your name |
| I’m wasting my time, wasting my time |
| I’ve been wasting my time |
| I’m wasting my time, wasting my time |
| I’ve been wasting my time |
| Wasting my time |
| I’ve been wasting my time |
| Wasting my time |