All for Naught

Why do we grovel? Who says we're lost? There's no tomorrow, it's all for naught
Why do we grovel? Who says we're lost? There's no tomorrow, it's all for naught

Left my body on the street with my heart laid flat
On the sidewalk near the uncut grass
While my head now dormant still turning like a dancer
In the depths of a secondhand loveseat
I saw planes crashing down in a brilliant display of defiance
With a stark correspondence of orange and red
Now the cold earth's shaking with a hapless sigh enough's enough

No one's home
Left your remains in the sun while hearing cries of those you love
They want loss
Well show them loss
Say goodbye to any good that's come from this depressing lot

I came to on my knees with my eyes nailed firmly to the husk of these hallowed out bones
Shattered beams bared teeth now swollen from decades of blood and mold
I cried out, but the sound dissolved
With the weight of my jaw crushing down on my lungs
They found me huddled in a fugue state laughing
"All you ever need is fucking love"

Love is all
Get me off this crazy thing before I peck out my own heart
Is death the end ofour conquest
Or is it simply saying sorry for years and years of waste
Simply saying sorry for years and years of waste

"Someone left the cake out in the rain"
No horse, no king
I'm never coming back from this again

C'est la vie, so it goes
C'est la vie, so it goes
C'est la vie, so it goes
C'est la vie, so it goes
C'est la vie, or so it goes
Platitudes of wisdom won't prepare you for the great unknown

You only like me with my arms bent back
You only like me with my arms bent back
Prostrate against the ground, bootheels digging in my neck
The neck contorts - the smile screams
In the mirror, in the mirror, in the mirror, looking back at me

I couldn't recognize the filthy remains of myself
A horrible stranger was all that was left
My eyes became the yellow of yesterday, those pitiful reflectors
With a crooked fracture of a grin that said "I am the bed and I am the match
I am the flame and I am the embers"

So when you finally see
The scorched earth for the trees
Will the sacrifice be all for naught?

It's all for naught, it's all for naught

In the end we'll all grovel
If we're all lost, it's all for naught
If there's no tomorrow
Then why do we grovel

So let it flood
Just let it flood
If it's all for naught
Just let it flood