The fact that you're content with life scares me almost as
Much as the thought of myself at your
Ripe old age. Graduated into a full-time
Position of total and complete idleness and boredom
LOOK AT YOU - IT'S fu*kING PATHETIC
That you expect us to feel sorry for everything
That you chose to do. So get over it and move on
Cuz I know you don't f**ing care
So don't act surprised when the phone stops ringing
Cuz all that's left is your lame cardboard world
That s**s so bad, but nobody wants to f**ing hear it
When you won't even go out past ten at night
Yeah, life's f**ing miserable
Especially when you consider how fast you've been aging these days