Wasted Songtext

I know this guy, With red sweatpants and a brown knit cap And ten-dollar plastic Velcro shoes He's always a joker He's always a fiend But he doesn't realize cause all he does is booze Refrain: {He eats at the shelter Because he wastes his pay check away He's always a real cool guy Except on Saturday} Chorus: (when he gets, Wasted So wasted that he can't see That he's wasted) Nothing to lose He's so weak, the love of his life's out of reach Seems he's just not worth it He chokes it down, As he pretends to laugh it of No one to hide in A family to far away to care You'll find him sitting at the bar {Refrain} (Chorus)