They say life is what you make it, but Here I am in my basement, oh Every night I'm fucking wasted, thinking All my best years were wasted on you Hate knowing that I'm wasting all this fucking time Hate being so damn broke all the time Like why am I so sick all the time? Like why am I such a dick all the time? Fuck this, waste this Wipe me on the cement Face it, fake it Whatever helps you make it Patience, fading Hope that I can wake this Coma that I'm facing Living on a wait list Why do we always try to find bliss 'Till we're hanging by your rope for substance? You were only focused on the basic shit You were never one for long term relationships You were only ever looking for a place to fit I gave you all of my time, you fucking wasted it Thinking of anything that I could say to you But if you made your mind up, why would I wait for you And they say life is what you make of it You made a mess of my life and our relationship They say life is what you make it, but Here I am in my basement, oh Every night I'm fucking wasted, thinking All my best years were wasted on you They say life is what you make it, but Here I am in my basement, oh Every night I'm fuking wasted, thinking All my best years were wasted on you