Nobody Cares

I guess I'm having a hard time
Coming to terms with the fact
That nobody cares about what I do
I make my way to the kitchen
And my heart is like a fan
Where every blade
Cuts right through you

And I see the man that I want to be
And he's lying on the floor
He says, "It don't matter.
I'm not gonna try any more.
And if words don't mean that much to you,
What the hell are you looking for?"
I got no clue

Yesterday is all over and tomorrow's not around
And today is a bore
I'm so lazy
I take the long way home
And my heart is like a cloud that floats away
In the breeze

And I see the man that I used to be
Driving in a passing car
He says, "It don't matter.
You never would have gone very far.
And if words don't mean that much to you,
What the hell are you looking for?"
I got no clue

I see the man that I want to be
He's walking down the road
He says, "It don't matter.
You're never gonna shake off that load.
And if words don't mean that much to you,
What the hell are you looking for?"
I got no clue