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She’s tryin’ to reach me on the phone, but
When I call her there’s nobody home.

She hasn’t left the planet, but
She ain’t here.

She’s wasted.

She wants me to meet her in the park.
She walks away and gets lost in the dark.

She takes my love for granted.
Makes a mess a habit.

She’s wasted.

She don’t know where we are.
She wonders why everything’s so far.

She covers up her ears,
So she can’t hear me.

She’s wasted.
She’s wasted.
She’s wasted!

lyrics by Alek Vila
©2012 Racing Heart Records