We Can't Afford (Your Depression Anymore)

We can’t afford your depression anymore We can’t afford this depression anymore Every minute that we spend There is something to break down for So just change key Keep your mind on me You’ve got a lot to live for You’ve got a lot to go for We can share a room, share a bed, save rent as cellmates You’d think it was a crime to be alive (that’s your depression talking) We’re living in squalor That’s the name of this house This house is called squalor by all There’s a door broken somewhere but I never can remember quite where We can’t afford our depression anymore We can’t afford this depression anymore How can we ever make a living? Our job is trying not to die So just change key Keep your mind on me You’ve got a lot to live for You’ve got a lot to go for We’d be starving artists if we were artists But we won’t let ourselves become the art (no we’ll never sink that low) Remember when we made jokes? Now we’re too poor for laughter No, fuck it, we’re too poor to be serious So make me laugh again We can’t afford my depression anymore We can’t afford this depression anymore Every minute someone else Is having a better time than us babe So just change key Keep your mind on me You’ve got a lot to live for You’ve got a lot to go for I’ve seen some things that I won’t forget Ashtray carpets and starving pets If it’s out of our hands then we’d better regret We spent the rest on cigarettes I don’t know how to make you happy