We The Heathens - Oh, Apathy!

My ambitions have gone out the window They are sinking in the depths of the ocean with no warning My frail solemn bones are aching From this tired words to redeem my self What was I thinking I wasn't that's the point that you are missing Lost causes in the voids while I was drinking You said it's unhealthy But the truth be told I was only bored Oh tragedy, you've come to confide in me once more But I was passed out on the floor Oh irony, I feel like you've been here before But the lights were off and there was no one home To greet you at the door Reclamation, a reckless report of renovations A sequence of chores and innovations It sounds like a bore Could you turn the tube back to channel 4 My television has more reaction the looks that you have given On trial with crooks, there's no division I'm one in the same, but you're always wrong I'll never point the blame Oh tragedy, you've come to confide in me once more But I was passed out on the floor Oh irony, I feel like you've been here before But the lights were off and there was no one home Oh subtly, you thought you could sneak past me Well you we're fucking right, I could care less you see Oh apathy, my closest friend that I keep And you say get a job, but I've got a hobby I've got a hobby