If you're not sorry for who you are 

Why are you sorry for where you been? 

I know you carry a secret star 

The one you got from your invisible friend 



I met you walking in the New York night 

I said, "Why are you walking so slow?" 

You said, "I'm looking for a book I can write 

And after that I got no place to go." 



Wasted, I need to find a place to cry 

Wasted, I need to find a place to cry 



We stayed connected underneath the storm 

You told me all the places you come from 

I had a feeling I was being born 

Inside your world where my heart could never be more 



Wasted, I need to find a place to cry 

Wasted, you need to find a place to cry 

Wasted, I need to find a reason why 

Wasted, I need to find a place to cry 



If you're not sorry for who you are 

Why are you sorry for where you been? 

I know you carry a secret star 

The one you got from your invisible friend 



Wasted, I need to find a place to cry 

Wasted, I need to find a place to cry