End Of The Road

So, look at you now
Trading all you have for things you never had
Such a waste for the ones you claimed you love
Void of a conscience that only god could judge

Did it get easier
Did it lead you to her
Is this what you prefer
Well I don't think you do

At the end of the we'll road we find
Were fucked up winners, first place losers
Have we wasting our time asking
Such stupid questions, without answers
Fucked up winners, first place losers
Stupid questions, without answers

So, here you are
Once again you stand there twisted frown and all
What a waste for the ones who loved you
What a waste for the child that waited for your call

Did it get easier
Did it lead you to her
Is this what you prefer
Well I don't think you do

At the end of the we'll road we find
Were fucked up winners, first place losers
Have we wasting our time asking
Such stupid questions, without answers
Fucked up winners, first place losers
Stupid questions, without answers