the song of truth

"girls come and tell me how their life must suck
'cause they fell for a boy who didn't give a fuck,
and the boys come and tell me how they just don't get
why the girls can't just forgive and forget.

tv's a-tellin' me that life's not fair,
and the people on the web say i shouldn't care,
'cause the newspaper had something different to say,
which was tweeted by the next big thing yesterday.

none of this fucking matters.
none of this fucking matters.

school's a necessity and that's just fucked,
'cause in case you haven't noticed, we just made it up.
it's a social construction that consumes you whole
and fools you into thinking the degree is your goal.

people in africa and people in town,
who have nobody to turn to when their life gets down;
i have one bad day and the school must know,
'cause if i left what would happen to the money i owe?

none of this fucking matters.
none of this fucking matters.

girls come and tell me 'bout their ex-best friend
just killing their day with the texts they send,
and the boys come and tell me how they love this chick,
'til they're drunk and they ask me to suck their dick.

none of this fucking matters.
none of this fucking matters.

i just wanna live, wanna live, let be,
wanna sleep, wanna eat, wanna just do me,
but the world's too big and i'm just too small
and none of this shit fuckin' matters at all."