Letra de 'Battle of Who Could Care Less' de Ben Folds

Do you not hear me anymore
I know it's not your thing to care
I know it's cool to be so bored
But it sucks me in when you're aloof
It sucks me in, it sucks, it works
I guess it's cool to be alone

Will you never rest
Fighting the battle of who could care less
Every day you wake up late
Sometimes I wish I was that way

And you think Rockford Files is cool
But there are some things
That you would change
If it were up to you
So think about your masterpiece
Watch the Rockford Files and
Call to see if Paul can score some weed

Do you never rest
Fighting the battle
Of who could care less
Unearned unhappiness
That's alright I guess

I've got this great idea
Why don't we pitch it to the
Franklin fucking Mint
Fine pewter portraits of
General Apathy and Major Boredom singing
Whatever and ever amen.
Oh well, maybe not
I'll try again
This should cheer you up for sure
See I've got your old I.D.
And you're all dressed up like the Cure

Will you never rest
Fighting the battle
Of who could care less
Unearned unhappiness
You're my hero I confess