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)
and what do those hissy fits teach you except how to cry, pussy, cry?

The futile (the futile) it outweighs the beautiful
Futile (the futile) it outweighs the beautiful
Futile (the futile) the futile so futile the futile

Taste!
I have no taste.
I don't like these tiny portions or your artful abortions of sound,
sealed with a kiss and slathered in the sauce sarcastic.
So go choke on your irony.

What do the old people teach us but how to die (die) die (die)
and what do those hissy fits teach you except how to cry, pussy, cry?

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

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 full.)

Rat posion 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