Wasteland

You were the air that filled my lungs But you cant feed a hungry man on leftover crumbs My mind is my best friend and my worst enemy And my room is a mess so I guess its reflecting me And I just hate living in the wasteland of our love You were the light to guide my hands But its no use watering a dying plant Met your lips during the night Parted ways during the day You were the best mistake that I ever made But I still hate living in the wasteland of our love And open wounds don't heal and i am out of energy So lets take these restless thoughts and turn them into memories You were the air the fill my lungs