[Verse 1]
I've wasted my whole life
And you can too
Just follow your dreams
And see them through
Avoid the small things
Your health, love, the cluttered room
Erase the spectators
That's what you gotta do

[Chorus]
I've walked among the critics there on the road to hell
They've rated how I'm dying, so they know me well
They fold their arms and say: "Can't impress me now"
And I don't mind

[Bridge]
The spectators' eyes are closed
Their ears are shut
Hands at their waist
Hands folded there
A specter is haunting Texas and moving west

[Chorus]
I've walked among my critics on the road to hell
They've rated how I'm dying, so they know me well
They fold their arms and say: "Okay, impress me now"
And I don't mind
I don't mind anymore
I don't mind
I'm not around anymore
I am gone
[Verse 2]
I've wasted my whole life
And you can too
Just follow your dreams
And see them through
Avoid the big things
Your love, your health, the cluttered room
Erase the spectators
That's what you gotta do