You talk about life you talk about death 

and everything inbetween 

like its nothing 

and the words are easy 

you talk about me and talk about you 

and everything i do 

like it something 

that needs repeated 

i dont need an alibi or for you to realise 

the things we left unsaid 

are only taking space up in our head 

make it my fault win the game 

point the finger place the blame 

it does me up and down 

it doesnt matter now 



coz i dont care if i ever talk to you again 

this is not about emotion 

i dont need a reason not to care what you say 

or what happened in the end 

this is my interpretaion 

and it dont dont make sense 



the first to wish to count to ten 

i hold my breath and wonder when itl happen 

does it really matter 

if half of what you said is true 

and half of what i didnt 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 



coz i dont care if i ever talk to you again 

this is not about emotion 

i dont need a reason 

not to care what you say 

or what happened in the end 

this is my interpretaion 

and it dont dont make sense