Bouncing and pounding, my head the backboard
I need release to let it flow
And I was ready, really ready
I was ready to explode
Oh wasted time, oh wasted time
Wasted time, wasted time
Wasted time
All these revisions, all of them written
And Broadway needs a song to sing
Sentences broken as they are spoken
Feel the ink spill so unclean
Oh wasted time, oh wasted time
Wasted time, wasted time
Wasted time, wasted time
Wasted, wasted
Wasted, wasted

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