Is it better

to waste your day watching the scenery change at a comatose rate, than to put yourself in it and turn into one of those cigarette ads that you hate?


But still, no one can stare at the wall as good as you, my babydoll


And just 'cause they call themselves experts

doesn't mean sweet fuck all
They've got the permanent press
Homes with a stable address

And they've got excitement
And life by the fistful
But you've got the needle
I guess that's the point of it all


From 'The Point of it All' by Amanda Palmer