Lyrics
CHORUSDead to you, I'm inconsequentialDirt underneath your feetThen to you I should feel so gratefulYour gift of apathy
VERSEWatch you shiftingListless, alibiMy friend of convenience - you. Now you're with meRight here by my sideSo concerned when opportuneNeverendingYou proselytizeNothing but good things from youThanks for lyingWon't you let me show youMy eternal gratitude