Wasted Life Lyrics

Whoa, whoa, whoa...

Here I go, again
There's my phone, again
My head's pounding,
I'm coming down from another round out on the town again.
Hand on the clock, ticking
The hotel room, spinning
There's a guy on a cross
hanging up on the wall
saying it's my fault
the devil's winning.

Same s***, every day
Set in my ways
I'm out of control again
Like someone cut the brakes.
Burning all of my time
You're asking why?
But I'm not listening 'cause it's my wasted life.
Whoa, whoa, whoa...

Dead end job, f*** it.
My a****** boss, suck it.
'Cause it ain't worth all the pennies I've earned,
Just another drop in the bucket.

Same s***, every day
Set in my ways
I'm out of control again
Like someone cut the brakes.
Burning all of my time
You're asking why?
But I'm not listening 'cause it's my wasted life.
Whoa, whoa, whoa...

Same s***, every day
Set in my ways
I'm out of control again...
Burning all of my time,
You're asking why?
But I'm not listening 'cause it's my wasted life.

Whoa, whoa, whoa...

It's my way...
It's my, it's my wasted life
It's my, it's my wasted life
It's my, it's my wasted life.