The Cost of Living Lyrics

It's so vague just like the weather now it's laid the seasons off
Even the words inside my pens have never come out as they should
All I need in my life is someone to tell me that I'm right
Even if I'm wrong at least I'll have some certainty

I'll be slap happy with my eyes all stapled shut
While you're preparing for this future that has already begun
And we're still saving all our china for the most beautiful day
When we should get it out and let the music play

Gouging out my conscience, it's leading me astray
I'll only face the music when there's nothing left to face
And when I finally hit the shit, yeah I'll be smiling in my grave
At least I've made the trip and that's something to say
With all the photographs I took along the way

And now we're like objects, bumper-stickered to hell
And we sell all our lives as well
Damn our brothers who sailed out to sea
I'm kicking and I'm screaming but he won't save me
And we buy and buy, and we sell and sell, and sell all our wealth
It's like we can't fucking help it but own everything
And every second is sold to the gods up above
Enslaved to the books that out fathers thought up
And we buy and we buy and we sell and we sell and we sell all our wealth
And we buy and we buy and we sell and buy our way into hell

I'll wait round for a while
Maybe these tangles in our traction will soon uncoil
Or maybe we'll see the day when the moon drifts away
And the sun kicks us right out the door

Dismiss all my mistrust today
I've been leaving teeth marks in every penny I've received
And I'm returning all the phone calls I pretended you'd made
While you pretend you've had your number changed

Switching the light bulbs in heaven
And yeah its an eyeful of childhood stained metaphor and fame
And when we finally hit the switch, oh I just woke up and prayed
Because there was ketchup spilling from my veins
Dying dumb and desperate for a destiny today

And I'm having trouble seeing eye to eye with my own mind
And I'm having trouble coming to terms with my desires
And I've got so much to say but I sleep with an itchy tongue
Yeah the method in this madness disappears as time goes on
We're losing our marbles and losing our lunches
And living in fear of being sober on evenings
I've started a race that I just cannot win in
We've conquered the world but there's nobody in it
And we scream and kiss and cry and hug and try to fill the hours up
But nothing ever covers up the truth that's there when I wake up
I want to start a war to kill some fucking time
I wish I gave a shit but I'm bored out of my mind.