Lyrics

This's called 'Waste of Breath' You paint your leather jacket But it comes off in the rain The more you cut your hair The more it grows again The badges you pin on yourself Fall off or start to rust And the more they take the piss The less people you can trust It's the story of your life And the end of it's your death And every word that's in between Is just a waste of bre-e-e-ath You don't know Who you might have been Or who you now should be Or why you want to write on walls Or why you wanna be free And then you start to panic! 'Cause the inspirations there You're not sure how to use it and anyways No-one seems to care! The story of your life And the end of it's your death And every word that's in between Is just a waste of bre-e-e-ath You're the classic all-round failure Who never seems to win You'd like to write a book But you're not sure how to begin It's the story of your life And the end of it's your death And every word that's in between Is just a waste of breath The story of your life And the end of it's your death And every word that's in between Is just a waste of breath