I know that I can be an exoskeleton
I know that you're mean to me but I'll still be your friend
And in this hard exterior there's nothing left but sin
And that's alright 'cause I'm an exoskeleton

Yeah it's okay, yes it's okay
'Cause in a hundred years no-one will care
No-one will care

And sometimes I don't mind when good people die
And sometimes I don't fret when my mother cries
I haven't seen an honest tear drop from honest eyes
It's carelessness and arrogance and they're better than your lies

Yeah it's okay, yes it's okay
'Cause in a hundred years no-one will care

'Til your feet don't touch the ground
What difference does it make if we go now or if we wait
Oh no

Inside my box of damaged goods
Lies a heart-shaped hole, an entrail made of wood
And is it wrong for me to feel so indifferent
Or do we all feel the same under superficial skin

Yeah it's okay, yes it's okay
'Cause in a hundred years no-one will care

And we go over, under, 'round and 'round
'Til your feet don't touch the ground
What difference does it make if we go now or if we wait
Oh no

I know that I can be an exoskeleton
I know that you're mean to me but I'll still be your friend