Wasted Years (Commentary)

Slow is the memory I can picture her standing right in front of me Orange blossoms crushed on concrete I walk around with barefeet 'cause I know you want me Can't remember anything Her skin it tastes like sugar cane And I had already gotten there before I came My tank is empty And I know you're thirsty But I have already tried to explain myself It's not that I love someone else But I can't bear to listen to you cry I'm sick of all these wasted years A rag for someone else's tears I wring you out as I hang you out to dry And I'll see you when I get back Maybe we can get ourselves back on the right track You touch me there because you know how much I like that I think that we will need to relax 'cause I know you want me All the time and everywhere A happy surface but the underbelly isn't there And the worst thing is that I don't even really care And the emptiness is too much to bear But I have already tried to explain myself It's not that I love someone else But I can't bear to listen to you cry I'm sick of all these wasted years A rag for someone else's tears I wring you out as I hang you out to C'mon C'mon Get off the phone Please come home It's been so lonely since you've been gone Your love surround me Up and down me Be all around me Baby I can't breathe no more C'mon C'mon Get off the phone Please come home It's been so lonely since you've been gone Your love surround me Up and down me Be all around me Baby I can't breathe no more I have already tried to explain myself It's not that I love someone else But I can't bear to listen to you cry I'm sick of all these wasted years A rag for someone else's tears I wring you out as I hang you out to dry I'm sick of all these wasted years A rag for someone else's tears I wring you out as I hang you out to dry