The Futile Lyrics - ...is A Real Boy - Say Anything

Shit, nothing makes sense, so I won't think about it 

I'll go with the ignorance 

Eat, sleep, fuck and flee, in four words that's me 

I am full of indifference 

What do the old people teach us 

But how to die, die 

(Die, die) 

What do those hissy fits teach you 

Except how to cry, pussy, cry? 

Yeah, the futile, the futile 

It outweighs the beautiful 

Futile, the futile 

It outweighs the beautiful 

Futile, the futile, the futile so 

(The futile, the futile) 

Taste, I have no taste, I don't like these tiny portions 

Or your artful abortions of sound, sealed with a kiss 

Slathered in the sauce sarcastic 

So go choke on your irony 

What do the old people teach us 

But how to die, die 

(Die, die) 

And what do your hissy fits teach you 

Except how to cry, pussy, cry? 

Yeah, the futile, the futile 

It outweighs the beautiful 

Futile, the futile, it outweighs the beautiful 

Futile, the futile, the futile so 

I'm eating rat poison for dinner 

Pull the cord from the phone 

I am dining along tonight 

Rat poison for dinner 

Pull the cord from the phone 

I am dining along, so goodnight 

Love, I shall not love, yet I'll still sing about it 

Hope it covers the ocean in slime 

The drama and drool 

I'm leakin' the blood of a fool 

(I'm full of it, I'm full of it, I'm full) 

Rat poison for dinner 

Pull the chord from the phone 

I am dining alone tonight 

Rat poison for dinner 

Pull the chord from the phone 

I am dining alone, tonight 

Oh, I am dining alone tonight 

Tonight, tonight