Hit me up, say you're coming over You'll be there in ten I left your six-string sitting on the steps 'Cause I don't want you to come in Say you hope I'm doing okay And I said I'm good But I'm really in the kitchen, mascara to my chin And been drinking more than I should Funny, everybody said that we were meant to be I loved you with all I had, but honey, honestly I hate that I wasted the best years of my life My time and my patience, those bottles of wine You took the laughs and the tears, love notes on the mirror, and my kisses too God, I hate that I wasted all my lipstick on you I shoulda let it stay on the champagne glass Instead of on your cheek I shoulda dolled up and called up Somebody who'd appreciate me It's a shame that every shade of red can't keep you from the blues I guess Maybelline don't make 'em break-up proof I hate that I wasted the best years of my life My time and my patience, and those bottles of wine You took the laughs and the tears, love notes on the mirror, and my kisses too God, I hate that I wasted all my lipstick on you Pink on your collar, cherry on your neck A rainbow of colors and money I spent Just for the shine to wear off in the end And make me start over again God, I hate that I wasted the best years of my life My time and my patience, those bottles of wine Took the laughs and the tears, love notes on the mirror, and my kisses too I hate that I wasted my lipstick on you God, I hate that I wasted all my lipstick on you Lipstick on you