What A Waste

You make these plans for tomorrow
Each passing day you strive to see them come true
But each passing day comes and goes with nothing to show
And then those plans are lost in the rear view
Well what a waste
What an absolutely perfectly disappointing waste of time
Your life means nothing in the end
What are you worth
Barely a dime
There was a time you were on top
A lord among the common folk who fawned over you
But then comes the day your hits turn to flops
Your star has burned out before you you ever knew
Well what a waste
What an absolutely perfectly disappointing waste of time
Your life means nothing in the end
What are you worth
Barely a dime
You think there's hope for a second chance
You hold you breath and wish that the phone will ring again
But no one's calling to take you out to the dance
And all that's left of the fallen star is a man among men
Oh what a waste
What an absolutely perfectly disappointing waste of time
Somehow you can't find meaning
And there's no one intervening
Oh what a waste
What an absolutely perfectly disappointing waste of time
Will any of this matter
Will I matter
Will I matter
Will any of this matter at the end of it all
Probably not
I think not because
All dreams they have to fall