So, here's another dayThat I let slip away Another day doing nothing at all. The phone, it don't ring no more And I'm so f**king bored But I'm afraid to score, 'cause I know If I do, it'll be the death of me But I'm more afraid of facing this ennui. Oh, the pain of having it all. I think I learned to stand so I could fall. Fuck it all. The things that I used to They just don't pull me through The way they used to when I gave a damn. Now, nothing turns me on, Nothing gets me going, nothing except you. All my words are dead and useless things And this song I sing, it barely interests me. Oh, the pain of having it all. I think I learned to stand so I could fall. I don't want fame, I don't want things I don't want all the joy that success will bring All I want is you.