All my clever words had run out   I'm just scraping bottom now   I'm not really here and you can't hear this at all   But it feels like I belong   None of this seems like it's wrong   I'm just doing my job while you do yours   So make me stare at your bright and busy days   But to me they don't mean shit      So breed to death, my love   You don't exist at all   And even if you did   I wouldn't care at all      Because you are the standard   You were my last excuse   I'm one in a million   I have everything to lose   And don't try to reason   You'll burn up in atmosphere   Cause you are the standard issue   Yea, you are the standard issue      I should really get out more   'Cause all you people make the world go round, yea I know   But everytime I do it's just a maze   And you're light years away   And you're light years away   And I have no one to blame   Except me and this head      So breed to death, my love   You don't exist at all   And even if you did   I wouldn't care at all   I wouldn't care at all