Apartment Song Two

The plants are dying in my house
I guess I should just throw them out
The groceries have gone bad too
Oh well, what am I supposed to do?

How can I clean
When it all gets dirty
As soon as I'm done?
And what’s the point of tidying
When everything is such a mess?

The house is full of empty cans
I guess I should recycle them
But I bet when you do the math
Most of them just wind up trash

I'm not trying to live like this
But I think that I'm stuck
If you think too hard about anything
You’ll give up
And I want to be free
I don't want to be anxious
I want to spark so much joy
But what's the point of tidying
When everything is such a mess?