Robert Francis - Wasted on you

S^Gtrung out in Ypsilanti I ^Clost about a year a^Ggo The ^Cwind it was leaning on a ^Gfreight train screaming in the ^Dtwilight through the valley be^Glow

^G You were moving slow ^CLying on the bedroom f^Gloor Looked ^Cin your eyes and tethered above our ^Gheads out hands together But your ^Deyes were somewhere else out the ^Gdoor

^Em Outside the world was ^Dtender as a sponge We ^Cwatched the glaciers melt and the ^Emstock-market ^Dplunge I don't ^Gcare if it's ^Dtrue, my mind is ^Cwasted on you ^G

^G What's the worst that I can do ^C Can't hurt myself if I ^Gcan't hurt you ^C Am I better or ^Ggetting sick I'll ^Drun from myself to get away with it

^G I saw some people standing over a hill ^CLong black veils ^Ghammering down the nails Wanna ^Csee somebody hurt you, not the w^Gay I do But ^Dnothing seems to change the way I feel about you

I see some some ^Emstray dogs playing by the ^Dfuneral pier ^CLeaves of ash are falling on my ^Emwindow by the ^Dfire And I ^Gcan't see thro^Dugh, my mind is ^Cwasted on you ^G

^Em Pedal steel ^Dringing my head ^Cwondering if you're sleeping in ^Emsomebody's ^Dbed I don't ^Gcare if it's ^Dtrue, my mind is ^Cwasted on you ^G

^Em Been living in my ^Drear-view mirror ^C It's coming down and I'm ^Emtrying to see^D clear I ^Gcan't see thro^Dugh, my mind is ^Cwasted on you ^G ___________________________________