Remote control is in my hand again I can change the channel but I can't change what I've been I wasted time, I know, but I don't cry Got a pocket full of tomorrow's to try Take another ruin a pouch I hear the phone but I just let it ring My legs aint broke, my arm's tied in a sling I outta get outside, get up and move Why should I bother, I've got nothing to prove Except relax and slouch All of a nothing, I've got nothing to do My friends are all at home, doin' nothin' too There's nothing wrong when I'm alone My time's the only thing I can call my own That's what it's all about There's nothing I don't doubt Nothing I can't live without On The Couch On the couch That's what it's all about There's nothing I don't doubt Nothing I can't live without On the couch On the couch, ah yeah On the couch, oh yeah On the couch