You talk about life, you talk about death, |
And everything in between, |
Like it's nothing, and the words are easy. |
You talk about me, you talk about you, |
And everything I do, |
Like it's something, that needs repeating. |
I don't need an alibi or for you to realize, |
The things we left unsaid, |
Are only taking space up in our heads. |
Make it my fault, win the game |
Point the finger, place the blame Address me up and down |
It doesn't matter now. |
'Cause I don't care if I ever talk to you again. |
This is not about emotion, |
I don't need a reason not to care what you say, |
Or what happened in the end. |
This is my interpretation, |
It don't, don't make sense. |
The first two weeks turn into ten, |
I hold my breath and wonder when it'll happen, |
Does it really matter? |
If half of what you said is true, |
And half of what I didn't do could be different, |
Would it make it better? |
If we forget the things we know. |
Would we have somewhere to go? |
The only way is down, I can see that now. |
'Cause I don't care if I ever talk to you again. |
This is not about emotion, |
I don't need a reason not to care what you say, |
Or what happened in the end. |
This is my interpretation, |
It don't, don't make sense. |
It's really not such a sacrifice |
'Cause I don't care if I ever talk to you again. |
This is not about emotion, |
I don't need a reason not to care what you say, |
Or what happened in the end. |
This is my interpretation, |
It don't, don't make sense. |
Bridge: |
x4 |
And it don't have to make no sense to you at all, |
'Cause this is my interpretation, yeah, yeah, yeah |
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