| So what | |
| So the fuck what | |
| So what | |
| If I stay up late enough | |
| Something might happen | |
| And if I drink just enough | |
| I may be happy | |
| And if I think just enough | |
| I'll see that nothing really matters | |
| If I stay up late enough | |
| Something might happen | |
| To be, to try | |
| The girls and the guys | |
| To see, to cry | |
| As we watch them fry | |
| To flee, goodbye | |
| While the innocent try | |
| The plea, the sigh | |
| Try and indemnify | |
| With dignity and thought | |
| Crucify the lot | |
| The bought, and sold | |
| Unraveling the knot | |
| All boiling cold | |
| Smoldering in rot | |
| The stories been told | |
| Although we forgot | |
| There has to be something | |
| There has to be someone | |
| Out there | |
| There has to be answer | |
| A prescription, a prayer | |
| If I stay up late enough | |
| Something might happen | |
| And if I drink just enough | |
| I may be happy | |
| If I think just enough | |
| I'll see that nothing matters | |
| If I stay up late enough | |
| Something might happen | |
| So what |