Testo: Burn Season. Wasted.

Last chance to save yourself from my corroded selfish notions,
I guess I'm not who you thought.
I guess I'm not what you thought.
I guess I'm not who you think I am.

You just think I'm wasted ooh,
I'm always wasted ooh,
Well you'll just have to get over it

last chance to pick myself up off the ground it holds me here and,
I guess I'm not who you thought.
I guess I'm not what you thought.
I guess I'm not who you think I am.

You just think I'm wasted ooh,
I'm always wasted ooh,
Well you'll just have to get over it

I guess I'm not who you thought.
I guess I'm not what you thought.

I guess I'm not who you think I am.

I cant remember the last time,
that I wasn't drowning in all of this.
I do believe its the last time,
I know that we must come to an end.

You just think I'm wasted ooh,
I'm always wasted ooh,
Well you'll just have to get over it

I guess I'm not who you thought.
I guess I'm not what you thought.
I guess I'm not who you think I am.