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