My Favorite Scar - Waste

I'm all wired To see the fire Burning in your eyes Though I know You hold your own To hell with compromise The weight you bore I've seen before Has cut you down to size You're hating Complaining Damn you For wasting everything Way back then You told me then The light was growing dim Take this ride And hold on tight It just might turn out Alright Alright You're hating Complaining Damn you For wasting everything With every lie A little older Every day A little colder Tell you what You need a shoulder You're hating Complaining Damn you For wasting everything