You got me into poetry Terribly deep, that I can't breathe Now you let me drown Merely as it is What a waste What a waste You didn't think much of my effort They always went to waste You didn't think much of my effort They always went to waste I fail to catch a glimpse of you by my side You seem to discover a pinch-hitter As madly as your abrupt departure Yet, I try to seek a way to recover What a waste What a waste You didn't think much of my effort They always went to waste You didn't think much of my effort They always went to waste