At the height of their popularity, Fall Out Boy decided to split up, or “went on hiatus,” as they call it in the music industry. Those of us who appreciated their genuine talent (as well as the ease with which they differentiated themselves from allegedly similar bands) lamented the momentary break-up.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t the same anymore. I had lost faith in the group. Besides, it’s not as if the members of Fall Out Boy had spent three decades apart or longer — it felt as if they had announced their disintegration mere days earlier.

I did not have the slightest intention of listening, let alone buying Fall Out Boys’ comeback album “God Save Rock and Roll.”

Therefore, when I finally decided to give “Centuries” — one of their latest singles — a try, I didn’t know what to expect. What if they had actually improved upon their once agreeable sound?

I hit play.

Every now and then, I whisper the lyrics to “Sugar, We’re Going Down.” Perhaps it’s no display of musical brilliance, but this song has remained in me since the first time I heard it, because it possesses that distinct quality that gives it a certain advantage over the rest of Fall Out Boy’s long list of hits.

“Centuries” doesn’t have that. In fact, it has the opposite effect on me. I would hesitate to deem it a forgettable song, because it’s not one I fail to remember. It makes me want to forget I ever heard it to begin with, as it bores me to maddening degrees. It worries me that radio station managers allow their DJs to play this song, given the chances that drivers might fall asleep behind the wheel as they hear it.

With that in mind, I resolved to hear yet another single. I supposed “Immortals,” which serves as part of the “Big Hero 6” movie soundtrack, could alter my perception of the direction the band took over the last year.

So, here’s some advice, Fall Out Boy: next time you guys want to make a quick buck in order to mitigate the financial losses your so-called hiatus brought upon you, at least give your fans the courtesy of releasing presentable, original sounds that remind them of what you once accomplished, instead of that tired, worn-out cacophony you dare to call “music.”

On the other hand, I’m sure psychiatrists all over the globe will benefit from the band’s sleep-inducing invention.