Lyrics:

I'd like your hair long and ladled to the ground, you'd prefer an astronaut, someone to relate to and someone to command, and I will be a simple man. I could hardly wait for my stars to fall in line and synchronize and shine. A wasted string of years and a wasted string of lies, it's still the same to me. It's a waste of a song. It's a waste of a song. You're a waste of my lungs. It's a waste of a song. I'd like your face gone and in its place the sun, and I will be an astronaut for I have come to surface to catch some light and feed, and I have everything I need. And I could hardly wait for my stars to fall in line and synchronize and shine. A wasted string of years and a wasted string of lies, you're still the same to me. You're a waste of a song. You're a waste of my lungs. It's a waste of a song. It's a waste of a song. You're a waste of my lungs. You're a waste of a song.