"waste" lyrics

I can't wait to find time
To unwind to unravel
I feel like junk on a spool
On the floor I'd be tangled but detached from the plastic
Not elastic, but rough like wool

To make you drool
I suffered for you, I'm pitiful
Now, I make waste
To fill my own space

At a loss in my room
Full of dread you would assume
I'd just rinse it all out
But I feel fine, I feel fine
What a joke to feel fine
I feel fine, I feel fine

To make you drool
I suffered for you, I'm pitiful
Now, I make waste
To fill my own space

To make you drool
I suffered for you, I'm pitiful
Now, I make waste
To fill my own space

I have what you want do you want it back?
I have what you want
I have what you want do you want it back?
I have what you want
I have what you want do you want it back?
I have what you want
I have what you want do you want it back?
I have what you want