Meltdown

Ten minutes to meltdown, I'm having a drink
 And I've don't think you care, no I don't even think
 About you or the hands that you say you don't love
 As you hold them so tight while the sky up above
 Opens up and rains down with an unholy bore
 There's holes in the ceiling and holes in the floor
 There's holes in these walls once so covered with grime
 Hey baby, it's the end of the world, have a good time
 Tectonically speaking integrity's lost
 I don't feel foundation was ever at cost
 Just some old bricks and mortar, some holes to be filled
 This plywood and prefab can all be rebuilt
 It's just toothpicks and twine, some matchsticks and paste
 But it's all too late now, oh my God what a waste
 And I feel the ground shaking, I hear a strange sound
 Hey baby, it's the end of the world, I will see you around
 Affection is earthbound, our crushes of stone
 But these all fall away, still you're never alone
 When your one mode of function's steadfast deconstruction
 Of attachments once forged with a fiery rambunction
 And I can't help but think way before the big sink
 That the streets of Atlantis already held a stink
 And I can't help but know way deep down in my soul
 That the best has already come and now it's time to go
 So sign all your yearbooks, give a last glance
 We've all missed the prom, but you're used to this dance
 Soon a figure less shadow will drown out the sun
 Hey baby, it's the end of the world, I hope you have fun
 I hope you have fun
 I hope you have fun