THERE'S A MONTH OF SUNDAY PAPERS

IN THE WEEDS THAT ARE TAKING OVER

THAT OL' GRAVEL DRIVEWAY

AND A QUART OF MILK HALF EMPTY

TWO WEEKS PAST THE EXPIRATION

DATE

MY FACE COULD STAND A RAZOR

BLADE OR TWO

I'VE GOT A GROWING LIST OF THINGS

I OOGHT A DO



BUT IT DON'T MATTER

SINCE I LOST YOU



THERE'S A CIGARETTE-BBURNED SOFA

THAT I TRY HARD TO SLEEP ON

BUT I LAY THERE FOR HOURS

WATCHING INFOMERCIALS

TILL IT'S TIME TO GET UP, DRESS AND

GO TO WORK

I USED TO TAKE SOME PRIDE IN WHAT I

DO

BUT NOW I'VE GOT THIS I DON'T CARE

ATTITUDE



'CAUSE IT DON'T MATTER

SINCE I LOST YOU



(BRIDGE:)

SYMPATHETIC FRIENDS OF MINE

HAVE WORN OUT ALL THE STANDARD

LINES

IT WASN'T MEANT TO BE, YOU'LL BE

OKAY, JUST GIVE IT TIME

BUT IT DON'T MATTER



THERE'S A GIRL I'VE KNOWN SINCE

HIGH SCHOOL

WHO'S CALLED A TIME OR TWO HERE

LATELY

TO SAY LET'S GET TOGETHER

AND RELUCTANTLY ONE EVENING

I AGREED TO MEET HER DOWNTOWN

FOR A DRINK

AND BY THE WAY SHE LOOKED AT ME

IT'S PROBABLY TRUE

SHE'D LIKE TO BE MY SOMEBODY NEW



BUT IT DON'T MATTER

I STILL LOVE YOU

NO, IT DON'T MATTER

I STILL LOVE YOU