The Futile

Shit, nothing makes sense, so I won't think about it

I'll go with the ignorance, eat, sleep, fuck, and flee

In four words, that's me

I am full of indifference

What do the old people teach us but how to die (Die) die (Die)?

What do these hissy fits teach you except how to cry, pussy, cry?

Yeah, the futile, the futile, it outweighs the beautiful

Futile, the futile, it outweighs the beautiful

Futile, the futile, the futile so (Futile, the futile, the)

Taste, I have no taste, I don't like these tiny portions

Or your artful abortions of sound

Sealed with a kiss, slathered in the sauce sarcastic

So go choke on your irony

And what do the old people teach us but how to die (Die) die, die (Die)?

And what do these hissy fits teach you except how to cry, pussy, cry?

Yeah, the futile, the futile, it outweighs the beautiful

Futile, the futile, it outweighs the beautiful

Futile, the futile, the futile so

I'm eating rat poison for dinner

Pull the cord from the phone, I am dining alone

Tonight rat poison for dinner, pull the cord from the phone

I am dining alone, so goodnight

Love, I shall not love, yet I'll still sing about it

Hope it covers the ocean in slime

The drama and drool, I'm leaking the blood of a fool

I'm full of it, I'm full of it

I'm eating rat poison for dinner

Pull the cord from the phone, I am dining alone

Tonight rat poison for dinner, pull the cord from the phone

I am dining alone tonight

Oh, I am dining alone tonight

Tonight, tonight, oh, yeah