I've got a picture of your face stuck in my head like super-glue
And fourteen hours of TV hasn't deluded any thoughts of you
But now I'm acting like the living dead, thinking of all the stupid things I said
And how you laughed anyway, even though I wasn't making sense

And now the murdering of minutes is my only crime
'Cause I've been sitting here for days, thinking of words that rhyme
To say that thinking of you is the way I like to waste my time

It's three A.M. and once again, I'm wide awake, lying here in my bed
And it's been over two weeks and you're still hanging out inside my head
But now I'm acting like the living dead, thinking of all the stupid things I said
And how you laughed anyway, even though I wasn't making sense

And now the murdering of minutes is my only crime
'Cause I've been sitting here for days, thinking of words that rhyme
To say that thinking of you is the way I like to waste my time
Yeah, I said thinking of you is the way I like to waste my time

Yeah
Thinking of you is the way I like to waste my time
Thinking of you is the way I like to waste my time
Thinking of you is the way I like to waste my time
Whoa