What's the Point?

Geez Louise, you're a wreck, aren't you? Don't be, it's... adorable When I was driving over I was so excited to meet you my stomach was making all these noises Like "oh-woah" And I was looking in the windows Of all of these houses And what did I see? Quaint little families All in a row Quaint little smiles At their TV show Quaint little bric-a-brac birds on the shelf Now here's a question I ask myself What's the point of living If your hand is always steady? If you always think you're ready? What's the point? What's the point of anything Without the satisfaction Of a fight-or-flight reaction? What's the point? And what's the point of people If you don't let them excite you? Will they floor you? Will they fight you? Half-ignore you? Or ignite you? How 'bout over there Where it's pitch black? What's the point of living If your hand is always steady? If you're comatose already What's the point of safe? What's the point of sound? What's the freakin' point Of two feet on the ground? What's the point?! What's the point of living If you know what's gonna happen? If your ticker's never tapping What's the point? What's the point of anything If now is not astounding If your pulse is never pounding What's the point? What's the point of living If your hand is always steady? If you're comatose already What's the point of safe? What's the point of sound? Ahh What's the point of safe? What's the point of sound? Ahh What's the point of safe? What's the point of sound? Ahh Ahh (Ahh) What's the point of living? What's the point of safe? What's the point of sound? What's the point of safe? What's the point of sound? What's the point of safe? What's the point of sound? Wait! Where are you going? Vic!