Lyrics:

[Intro]
One, two, three

[Verse 1]
Now you're talking, making better sense
Finally, you're giving reason to the pain in my chest
It's pity season, what a funny way to live
And the nerve to mention over dinner
You've got a year to live

[Chorus]
So, I'm picking up a motto (Hm-mm)
You get what you get
And this is it so chew and swallow (Hm-mm)
But if that is the price you're paying, I know
Everything means nothing at all
(Oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, hm-mm) At all