I sold my soul to the devil
Just to call him a friend
While god was wasting his time
Caught up in yesterday's trends
I know you're waiting to find
Another means to an end
Talking it over
Again and again
Again
I know the bars that you love
And all the money you spend
You know I'm all too familiar
With what you misrepresent
And then you'll call out for help
And then I'll overextend
And win me over again and again
Again
This has taken its toll on me
I can't face another day
Don't tell me you're too blind to see
That I'm wasting
I'm wasting away
So take your place in the line
With all the nines and the tens
And if you're not having fun
Then you'll just have to pretend
Trade in your tired old vice
For something bitter instead
Working yourself into knots
Tying up all your loose ends
This has taken its toll on me
I can't face another day
Don't tell me you're too blind to see
That I'm wasting
I'm wasting away
This has taken its toll on me
I can't face another day
Don't tell me you're too blind to see
That I'm wasting
I'm wasting away
I sold my soul to the devil
Just to call him a friend
While god was wasting his time
Caught up in yesterday's trends
So take your place in the line
With all the nines and the tens
And if you're not having fun
And if you're not having fun
Then you'll just have to pretend
This has taken its toll on me
I can't face another day
Don't tell me you're too blind to see
That I'm wasting
I'm wasting away
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