It's All Futile! It's All Pointless!

I lost the passion that comes with living Since I started university I took a geography course to learn the datelines And maybe use a s*xtant But now I just press facsimiles And you're exactly who you wanted to be That's what you said 'Cause you wanna watch TV and sleep all day and lay in bed but You're forgetting that I've got to go to work and eat my food And pay my rent and reproduce then feed those kids And maybe use a s*xtant I don't miss you I miss the thought of what we were 'Cause this is the part where I shut up and let you infest my brain Wrap your arms around my cortex, dig you in and let you drain You'll never get rid of me, oh I'm like a fucking disease I'll make a home in your gut 'Cause it's somewhere warm to sleep And what was your thought when you realized You'll never feel naive love again? Was it pain or was it sickness? Were you proud of who you'd been? The shyness waiting for his phone calls Replaced by apathy and dating apps You held his hands, it felt like flying Now he's just another man You'd rather he was inside than beside you But he's talking marriage and a future He's picking a lock he doesn't go into His knife in a wound, he's a suture I don't miss you I miss the thought of what we were 'Cause this is the part where I shut up and let you infest my brain Wrap your arms around my cortex, dig you in and let you drain You'll never get rid of me, oh I'm like a fucking disease I'll make a home in your gut 'Cause it's somewhere warm to sleep It's okay Anything to make me feel less numb It's okay Anything to make me feel less numb It's okay Anything to make me feel less numb It's okay It's okay Eat my rent and eat my food And eat my dues and eat those kids (it's okay) And maybe use a s*xtant