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