So What, Whatever

It's just a mental effect, I'm not worth this

I'm flat broke but you sure as hell deserve it

It's just a primal disease of bad temper

A good year but a hell of a December

I'm not wasted, I'm just wasting time

Guess I can't live myself down, I keep hanging like, "So what? Whatever."

When it's over, I'll get better

Guess I can't live myself down, I keep hanging like, "So what? Whatever."

When it's over I'll get better, maybe

And when you find her standing side-stage by the bar

You'll probably ask her for her name

She'll probably ask you who you are

And there's a problem in the bathroom

When she's holding up the light

But if the bouncer doesn't throw her out, she'll probably be fine

We said that we're not wasted, we're just wasting time

Guess I can't live myself down, I keep hanging like, "So what? Whatever."

When it's over I'll get better

Guess I can't live myself down, I keep hanging like, "So what? Whatever."

When it's over I'll get better, maybe

Guess I can't live myself down, I keep hanging like, "So what? Whatever."

When it's over I'll get better

Guess I can't live myself down, I keep hanging like, "So what? Whatever."

When it's over I'll get better, maybe

So what? Whatever, when it's over I'll get better