Wasteland

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 --- Wasteland - Seether