It's All Futile! It's All Pointless!
LoveJoy Lyrics

I lost the passion that comes with living
My enthusiasm for life has faded away

Since I started university
Since I began attending college

I took a geography course to learn the datelines
I enrolled in a class to study the lines of longitude and latitude

And maybe use a sextant
And potentially use an instrument for measuring celestial navigation

But now I just press facsimiles
But now I only make copies

And you're exactly who you wanted to be
And you are exactly the person you aspired to be

That's what you said
That's what you told me

'Cause you wanna watch TV and sleep all day and lay in bed but
Because you want to spend your time lounging, watching television, and getting rest

You're forgetting that I've got to go to work and eat my food
You are overlooking that I must go to my job and consume sustenance

And pay my rent and reproduce then feed those kids
And pay my housing expenses, have children, and then provide for their nourishment

And maybe use a sextant
And possibly use a navigation tool

I don't miss you
I do not long for you

I miss the thought of what we were
I miss the idea of what we used to be

'Cause this is the part where I shut up and let you infest my brain
This is the stage where I remain silent and permit you to infect my mind

Wrap your arms around my cortex, dig you in and let you drain
Take hold of my brain, root yourself in, and drain me of my vitality

You'll never get rid of me, oh I'm like a fucking disease
You will never shake me off because I am like a repulsive illness

I'll make a home in your gut
I will reside within your torso

'Cause it's somewhere warm to sleep
Because it is a cozy place to rest

And what was your thought when you realized
What was going through your mind when you comprehended

You'll never feel naive love again?
You will never experience innocent love again?

Was it pain or was it sickness?
Were you experiencing agony or a malady?

Were you proud of who you'd been?
Did you take pride in who you once were?

The shyness waiting for his phone calls
The timidity while anticipating his phone calls

Replaced by apathy and dating apps
Replaced by indifference and online dating applications

You held his hands, it felt like flying
You grasped his hands, and it felt like soaring in the sky

Now he's just another man
Now he is simply someone else

You'd rather he was inside than beside you
You prefer that he was inside of you rather than next to you

But he's talking marriage and a future
However, he is discussing the topics of matrimony and the future

He's picking a lock he doesn't go into
He is fiddling with a lock that he will not enter

His knife in a wound, he's a suture
His blade is in a gash, and he serves as a thread that stitches the wound

It's okay
It is alright

Anything to make me feel less numb
Anything that will lessen my emotional numbness

Eat my rent and eat my food
Devour my housing expenses and consume my sustenance

And eat my dues and eat those kids (it's okay)
And take on my obligations and consume my children (it is alright)

And maybe use a sextant
And possibly use a navigation instrument

It's okay
It is alright

It's okay
It is alright

It's okay
It is alright

It's okay
It is alright