Everyone's got their words of wisdom, And everyone's sympathy is more than enough Than it takes to convince me That I just don't give a fuck. I just don't give a fuck. How can I give a fuck When I can't get out of bed In the morning because I hate myself more and more Every time I fall asleep, It's still a wonder that I can with everything following me. I want to blow my head off my shoulders Just to kill all things that live inside of me. You think you can help? Well you can't because you only know what it's like To be someone who tries to give a fuck. Someone who tries to give a fuck. I just can't give a fuck, I don't know. Anger, discontent, misery. It's killing me. Anger, discontent, misery. It's killing me.