Wasted

Torn I staggered around I started to twist I can't relate Bagging 'em down Feeling the town Taking it in from a Super 8 Oh. Try to obey your self-control Can't call this place home Try to stand on your own Yeah I tried like many Couldn't drop the penny I was road kill It makes more sense In a place like this Thank Nashville Well I banged it around I was making a sound Tryin' to seal some fate All in all I settled myself At the edge of the rock Where confusion breaks Don't be late Oh. Try to obey your self-control Can't call this place home Try to stand on your own Yeah I tried like many Couldn't drop the penny I was roadkill Yeah it makes more sense In a place like this Thank Nashville Yeah Oh. Try to obey your self-control Can't call this place home Try to stand on your own Yeah l tried like many Couldn't drop the penny I was road kill Yea it makes more sense In a place like this Thank Nashville Don't be late Don't be late