So, here's another dayThat I let slip away
Another day doing nothing at all.
The phone, it don't ring no more
And I'm so f*cking bored
But I'm afraid to score, 'cause I know
If I do, it'll be the death of me
But I'm more afraid of facing this ennui.
Oh, the pain of having it all.
I think I learned to stand so I could fall.
f*ck it all.
The things that I used to
They just don't pull me through
The way they used to when I gave a damn.
Now, nothing turns me on,
Nothing gets me going, nothing except you.
All my words are dead and useless things
And this song I sing, it barely interests me.
Oh, the pain of having it all.
I think I learned to stand so I could fall.
I don't want fame, I don't want things
I don't want all the joy that success will bring
All I want is you.