“Waste”—framed in a sort of conversation between Jesse and his former self—is a reflection on past work of Brand New. He examines their similarities, where he went wrong, and shows compassion to this self he’s often come to hate. He encourages him, shows him there’s light at the end of the tunnel, a...
[Intro]
[Older woman]
“Scream in there.”
[Younger woman]
“AHHHHHH!”
[Verse 1]
You and I are stuck in the waste
Was talking about our salad days, what a damn lie
But you and I are stuck like glue
And that's the God damn truth, baby, bye-bye
[Pre-Chorus]
Well, you could turn to water and we'd all float on
And give up trying to be someone
Take your head apart
Free your own heart
You and I are stuck out of phase
Always begging for some grace when there's no time
We get no reply
[Chorus]
Well, every night you were tripping out
And in the morning you were coming down
If it's breaking your heart, if nothing is fun
Well, don't lose hope, my son, this is the last one
[Verse 2]
You and I repent of our sins
Yeah, we feel so American laying in the road
Was a shoe-in for the crash of the day
And we're never going to walk away, never going home
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm hoping that in time, you can lay down
All this weight you've been carrying around and maybe one day
You find your way
To climb on up out of your grave
With the bits of you you managed to save
And for the last time
They say goodbye
[Chorus]
Every night you were tripping out
And in the morning you were coming down
If it's breaking your heart, if nothing is fun
Well, don't lose hope, my son
This is the last one
'Cause every night had you laid low
It's going to feel so good to let it go
And it's all in your head, your race is run
Well, don't give up, my son, this is the last one
This is the last one
[Bridge]
You are not alone, you are not alone
You are not alone, you get to reset
You are not alone, you are not alone
You are not alone, you get to reset
[Chorus]
Every night you were tripping out
And in the morning you were coming down
If it's breaking your heart, if nothing is fun
Well, don't lose hope, my son
This is the last one
'Cause every night had you laid low
It's going to feel so good to let it go
When it's all in your head, your race is run
Well, don't give up, my son, this is the last one
This is the last one
Waste was written by Brian Lane & Vincent Accardi & Garrett Tierney & Jesse Lacey.
Waste was produced by Mike Sapone.