| Standing at the back door | 
| She tried to make it fast | 
| One tear hit the hard wood | 
| It fell like broken glass | 
| She said sometimes love slips away | 
| And you just can’t get it back | 
| Let’s face it | 
| For one split second | 
| She almost turned around | 
| But that would be like pouring rain drops | 
| Back into a cloud | 
| So she took another step and said | 
| I see the way out and I’m gonna' take it | 
| I don’t wanna' spend my life jaded | 
| Waiting to wake up one day and find | 
| That I’ve let all these years go by | 
| Wasted | 
| Another glass of whisky but it still don’t kill the pain | 
| So he stumbles to the sink and pours it down the drain | 
| He says it’s time to be a man and stop living for yesterday | 
| Gotta face it | 
| Cause' I don’t wanna' spend my life jaded | 
| Waiting to wake up one day and find | 
| That I’ve let all these years go by | 
| Wasted | 
| Oh I don’t wanna' keep on wishing, missing | 
| The still of the morning, the color of the night | 
| I ain’t spending no more time | 
| Wasted | 
| She kept drivin' along | 
| Till the moon and the sun were floating side-by-side | 
| He looked in the mirror and his eyes were clear | 
| For the first time in a while | 
| Hey, yeah | 
| Oh, I don’t wanna' spend my life jaded | 
| Waiting to wake up one day and find | 
| That I’ve let all these years go by | 
| Wasted | 
| Oh I don’t wanna' keep on wishing, missing | 
| The still of the morning, the color of the night | 
| I ain’t spending no more time | 
| Wasted | 
| Oh, I don’t wanna' spend my life jaded | 
| Waiting to wake up one day and find | 
| That I’ve let all these years go by | 
| Wasted | 
| Yeah, yeah | 
| Oh I don’t wanna' keep on wishing, missing | 
| The still of the morning, the color of the night | 
| I ain’t spending no more time | 
| Wasted |