The tragedy here is that there is none
The moment that ‘ruined your life’ has come and gone
(so what’s taking you so long?)

So cry me a river
You’re so destroyed
Or open those veins
Cause I’m getting annoyed

You wanna be dark and affected
Spend your time making trivia epic

We spend so much time
We spend our whole lives

Taking meaning
To the meaningless
Being character studies
Instead of being us

We spend so much time
We spend our whole lives

The one that ‘broke your heart’
Will become the one you haven’t given a thought in years
That’s what’s driven me to tears

We spend so much time
We spend our whole lives

Time, distance, and we can’t relate
The rest, the rest is TV

Now that’s what’s sad
Now that’s what’s sad
Now that’s what breaks my heart

Explanation: I went to a show that featured one of the ‘big’ hardcore bands playing right now. It was so disheartening to watch people ‘go nuts’ for what I perceived as heartless coke-poetry put to fast drums. It seems to me that everyone wants to be more effected by things than they actually are, and that’s natural, but it’s insulting when you package that fakeness and sell it at $12 a head. I was so depressed afterwards I sold half my CD’s the next day.