He’s looking all around and he doesn’t understand
We’re wasted
He’s looking for his father and he doesn’t understand
His breath gets short and his chest gets tight
We’re wasted, no, no, no
We’re all wasted
We’re wasted, no, no
He never saw it coming, thought he had his whole life
We’re wasted, no, no
He didn’t want the kids and he didn’t want his wife
Sick in the morning and he died in the night
We all feel alone every single day
Nobody in the car would’ve died that night
They never bothered with his dreams, only thinking of theirs
And the father gets a call in the middle of the night
Looking up to some place that isn’t there
He never had a truly happy moment in his life
But he’s thirty-two and invincible
We’re all wasted, no, no
But we're aware, oh
We’re all wasted
We’re all wasted
'Cause life’s too busy, things get in the way
We’re all wasted
We’re all wasted
Takes a turn to the left, it would be his last
We’re wasted, no, no, no
Nobody knows what happens if he turns to the right
'Cause dad’s too busy, got some deals on the way
The cancer he had it was visceral
To never be alone in this wasted life?
And at eighteen, couldn’t wait to move out
And he’s eighteen he couldn’t wait to move out
It’s been five years and now I’m starting to doubt
We’re all wasted
We’re wasted, no, no
We’re all wasted
With everything he is based on principle
Will I have a clue? Oh, wouldn’t it be nice
Wonders why he doesn’t call and why he doesn’t care
We’re wasted, no, no
We’re all wasted
When I’m thirty-two will I be miserable?
Whether all my dreams are just aimless stares
We’re wasted
Oh, we’re wasted, no, no, no
Twenty-three now, got his life in his hands
His son sits alone as the children play
We’re all wasted
His parents wonder what all the rush is about
With everything around based on principle?
We’re all wasted, no, no
But he’s thirty-two and invincible
He's seven years old, got his bat in his hand
We’re wasted
We’re wasted
We’re all so, we’re on the run
We’re all wasted
But he’s sixteen and he’s driving too fast
