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You got me so wild
How can I ever deny
You got me so high
So high I cannot feel the fire
And you keep telling me
Telling me that you’ll be sweet
And you’ll never want to leave my side
As long as I don’t break these
Promises, and they still feel oh so wasted on myself
Promises, and they still feel oh so wasted on myself
Promises, and they still feel oh so wasted on myself
Promises, and they still feel oh so wasted on myself
You got me so wild
Why should I be so surprised?
You got me so high
Don’t you see it in my eyes?
And you keep telling me
Telling me that you’ll be sweet
And you’ll never want to leave my side
As long as I don’t break these
Promises, and they still feel oh so wasted on myself
Promises, and they still feel oh so wasted on myself
Promises, and they still feel oh so wasted on myself
Promises, and they still feel oh so wasted on myself
They are so wasted on myself
They are so wasted on myself
They are so wasted on myself
They are so wasted on myself
They are so wasted on myself
They are so wasted on myself
They are so wasted on myself
They are so wasted on myself
Promises, and they still feel oh so wasted on myself
Promises, and they still feel oh so wasted on myself
Promises, and they still feel oh so wasted on myself
Promises, and they still feel oh so wasted on myself
How can I ever deny
You got me so high
So high I cannot feel the fire
And you keep telling me
Telling me that you’ll be sweet
And you’ll never want to leave my side
As long as I don’t break these
Promises, and they still feel oh so wasted on myself
Promises, and they still feel oh so wasted on myself
Promises, and they still feel oh so wasted on myself
Promises, and they still feel oh so wasted on myself
You got me so wild
Why should I be so surprised?
You got me so high
Don’t you see it in my eyes?
And you keep telling me
Telling me that you’ll be sweet
And you’ll never want to leave my side
As long as I don’t break these
Promises, and they still feel oh so wasted on myself
Promises, and they still feel oh so wasted on myself
Promises, and they still feel oh so wasted on myself
Promises, and they still feel oh so wasted on myself
They are so wasted on myself
They are so wasted on myself
They are so wasted on myself
They are so wasted on myself
They are so wasted on myself
They are so wasted on myself
They are so wasted on myself
They are so wasted on myself
Promises, and they still feel oh so wasted on myself
Promises, and they still feel oh so wasted on myself
Promises, and they still feel oh so wasted on myself
Promises, and they still feel oh so wasted on myself
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Anyway, in the video, the people are alienated from each other. They cannot even touch! Additionally, individualism is restricted by a government which has decided to control everything and take care of their needs to include self expression and emotion for each other.
Both decide to openly rebel and break the promises they have secretly made with each other fully knowing the consequences, probably hoping to ignite a spark of emotion in others in order to possibly topple the society of which they are living. Thus the promises they made with each other are a wast until they openly reveal to all that self expression and individual creativity are a good thing and should not be under control by the government they are under
. It appears they will pay a heavy price. Probably a lobotomy; speculative only of course.
I presume if this was actually made into a movie the main protagonist would be the female, and the secondary would be the male. I would also presume that both the male and female would find a way to overthrow this evil dystopian society by convincing others to be self reliant and not dependent on government to the point of relinquishing all freedoms, even the freedom to be self. It would have to be depicted in a futuristic type setting, say, 50 or 60 years from now; which is a possibility.
The verses build an atmosphere of "not good enough" and the chorus confirms that feeling: "They are so wasted on myself."
The narrator's lover is promising them that they'll be sweet and faithful and want the narrator the return the promises. However, the narrator is using the song to tell their lover that even if they return the promises, the promises of the lover will still be wasted. In short, the narrator is/never will be either sweet nor faithful.
Such is life.
Instead of "Oh so wasted."