Everything's fucked Everything's fine Everyone sucks Everyone's lying The converts are the most devout They don't always know what they're talking about I remember sitcom end scene, door closed lovers I remember soft fade-outs on clean white covers And you don't wanna talk about it? You don't want to talk about it (You don't want to talk about it) You don't want to talk about it (You don't want to talk about it) You don't want to talk about it ♪ Everyone cares Everyone sing Everyone here's Profiteering Some things feel worse, some things still sting Progress will hurt, we're progressing Be a good man, among poorly raised man Don't know how I can be vulnerable again And you don't want to talk about it? You don't want to talk about it (everyone cares) You don't want to talk about it (everyone sings) You don't want to talk about it (everyone here's) You don't want to talk about it (profiteering) You don't want to talk about it Lip service paid to my mental state Means nothing to say, it was always ending this way I know I'm not real and I'm just a cartoon But you don't know how it feels to be escaping you And everything's fucked and nothing is fine And everyone sucks and everyone's lying And we're all still broke but we're gonna be fine I'm finding my hope but these things take time I'm finding my hope but these things take time I'm finding my hope but these things take time