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
