Too Distracted for Sense

It's the little things that matter,
Like the tone of your voice,
When you tell me that everything's fine,
And I know that it's just noise,

And I know that if I talk about it,
It will do nothing but foist,
A whole world of issues where before there were none.
A frequency where there's a lot of noise.

Anyway, nothing has really changed,
And nothing really ever will.
The heat is cooking up a pot of trouble,
And watching it won't stop the boiling, still.

But it's alright,
Life has its ups and downs, no matter what.
You can't expect the rules to change for you,
Or you will never make the cut.