Endings

Nobody sold me heart insurance: 
If it breaks, then it breaks 
And I'll carry on 

But picking up the pieces 
They won't fit back together 
Like humpty fucking dumpty 
With his yolk all gone. 

Do I care? Does it matter? 
Like a fish without the batter 
Should be swimming in the sea, 
Not a fried-up, furious me 

Do I love? Do I fuck: 
All the hate was bottled up 
For this frabjous fucking day 
(i've forgotten how to pray) 

And the sound's all gone 
And the world's turned off 
And I could be wrong 
But I know I've had enough.