Wasted

If you're not sorry for who you are Why are you sorry for where you been? I know you carry a secret star The one you got from your invisible friend I met you walking in the New York night I said, "Why are you walking so slow?" You said, "I'm looking for a book I can write And after that I got no place to go." Wasted, I need to find a place to cry Wasted, I need to find a place to cry We stayed connected underneath the storm You told me all the places you come from I had a feeling I was being born Inside your world where my heart could never be more Wasted, I need to find a place to cry Wasted, you need to find a place to cry Wasted, I need to find a reason why Wasted, I need to find a place to cry If you're not sorry for who you are Why are you sorry for where you been? I know you carry a secret star The one you got from your invisible friend