Kids

Just like the kids I've been navigating my way

Through the mind-numbing reality of a godless existence

Which, at this point in my hollow and vapid life

Has erased what little ambition I've got left

And I've embraced the calamity

With a detachment and a passive disinterest

Living out the back of my '97 Camry

Wondering how the hell I got myself into this

I guess it doesn't matter anyway

I don't care about nothing but you

I guess it doesn't matter anyway

'Cause I don't care about nothing

I don't care about nothing but you

No, I don't care about nothing

She said, "I'm sick of it all

Your little games are getting old

Your little songs are getting way too literal

How about some goddamn subtlety for a change?"

She said, "I feel like I've come untethered

In a room without walls

I'm drifting on a dark and empty sea of nothing

It doesn't feel bad, it feels like nothing at all"

I guess it doesn't matter anyway

I don't care about nothing but you

I guess it doesn't matter anyway

'Cause I don't care about nothing

And I had it maxed out

I had a feeling, oh

Nothing is working

And everything's bleeding, oh

I should've tapped out

Given into my demons, oh

It's alright, it's just a flesh wound

You said you never saw it coming

I'm pretty happy lying here with you

It's pretty good to feel something

I don't care about nothing but you

No, I don't care about nothing

I don't care about nothing but you

No, I don't care about nothing

And I had it maxed out

I had a feeling, oh

Nothing is working

And everything's bleeding, oh

I should've tapped out

Given into my demons, oh

I had it maxed out (I had it maxed out)

And nothing is working (Nothing is working)

And everything's bleeding, oh