From the recording It All Comes Down
Lyrics
Dead to you, I'm inconsequential
Dirt underneath your feet
Then to you I should feel so grateful
Your gift of apathy
Watch you shifting
Listless, alibi
My friend of convenience - you.
Now you're with me
Right here by my side
So concerned when opportune
Neverending
You proselytize
Nothing but good things from you
Thanks for lying
Won't you let me show you
My eternal gratitude