| Wasting his days and his nights | |
| Nothing's changed | |
| Nothing's right | |
| He has no sense of pride | |
| Sees no respect in his parents eyesand why should he care? | |
| No one ever cared for him? | |
| Wasting her nights and days | |
| Sixteen with a child | |
| God wouldn't have it any other way | |
| And then they told her of shameand that impurity made her bedno fuckin' | |
| CHOICEShe took two lives instead | |
| All these worthless nights | |
| AlDown the path | |
| I follow youbecause who am | |
| I?DenialI still carebut it's my life in despair | |
| Laughing harder | |
| In self-concious | |
| I've played my last solitaire | |
| That shirt's too tight to wear | |
| Wasting my days nad nights | |
| Nothings changed | |
| Nothings right | |
| I know I'm not exactlythe parents guide to livingbut it's the road less traveledin this world so unforgivingand | |
| I've lost count of score |