I'd like your hair long and laid on to the ground   You'd prefer an astronaut   Someone to relate to and someone to command   And I would 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 would 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