Wasteland - Seether

At the end of the day

You're so soft spoken

Don't hang your head for me

Nobody seems to believe in the reasons you feel so lonely

Nobody seems to accept them the way that I do

Oh

This teenage wasteland of ours

I feel too much

I remember the way

You left me broken

Don't shed a tear for me

Nobody seems to be willing to save me from purgatory

Nobody seems to be able to shed the treadwheel

Oh

This teenage wasteland of ours

I feel too much

This drug won't take on for hours

I need this crutch

Say something, Say something, Say something, Say something Now

Say something, Say something, Say something, Say something

Now

This teenage wasteland of ours

I feel too much

This drug won't take on for hours

I need this crutch

Now

I need this crutch