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 they 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 they 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