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Text: Relient K. Apathetic Way To Be.

Yeah, I'm not angry and no I'm not upset
It's taken me awhile, but this is what I've learned:
emotional attachment is really not a threat
when I'm simply not concerned.
The things that I take on I still shrug off
Cause I know no one will ever be content
with the way things are or with what they've got
So I've given up and now I'm just indifferent.

You won't laugh at me like I'm not happy
With anything, anytime, anywhere.
And the half of me's all about apathy
And the other half, just doesn't care.

I must admit, all the words you spoke, I hated.
Cause I don't see just how I can be motivated
Enough to break a sweat over a dying race.
It seems our fate is something we've already embraced.
Yeah, I'm not angry and no I'm not upset
It's taken me awhile, but this is what I've learned:
emotional attachment is really not a threat
when I'm simply not concerned.

You won't laugh at me like I'm not happy
With anything, anytime, anywhere.
And the half of me's all about apathy
And the other half, just doesn't care.

Yeah, being apathetic's so pathetic when you're beat.
I don't care, what matters to you does not matter to me.
Cause I don't care.

So take a wild guess
It's like I just couldn't care less
If all the things you find impressive
Just blew up and made those messes
That you'll frantically repair
Like its a life or death affair.
Oh, are you unaware?
For this, you really shouldn't care
But it's so hard to see the reality
That the end will be the end of things
And our hearts are all we'll get to bring
So let's go ahead and make them worth something.

You won't laugh at me like I'm not happy
With anything, anytime, anywhere.
And the half of me's all about apathy
And the other half, just doesn't care.

You won't laugh at me like I'm not happy
With anything, anytime, anywhere.
And the half of me's all about apathy
And the other half, just doesn't care.

I'm runaway with everything " ? "
I'm runaway that all of us can, at times, be too uptight.
And possibly the remedy is a dose of apathy.
You point your finger at you
I'll point mine right back at me