[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