Dear Buckley – I don’t care

Dear Buckley – I don’t care

[Alternative rock music]

Are you at the party staring at the crowd?
So many faces, and conversations that I don’t care about
Let me out

I am silent, I fly up against the wall
Think with your penis, throw your thoughts on your favorite TV show
I don’t care (what you think about me)
I don’t care (what you think about me)
I don’t care (what you think about me)
I don’t care (what you think about me)

I am [?] a concussion, and cheap perfume
Threw me now, I’m buzzing like a portable key
In the middle of winter

You and I get harder, like a knife twisting in your flesh
Think you’re my mistress, throw your thoughts on my lack of empathy
I don’t care (what you think about me)
I don’t care (what you think about me)
I don’t care (what you think about me)
I don’t care (what you think about me)

I don’t care (what you think about me)
I don’t care (what you think about me)
I don’t care (what you think about me)
I don’t care (what you think about me)

Take me back to where I’m from
There’s nobody in my throne
and body’s feeling numb
Take me far from what we’ve done
There’s nobody in my throne
But at least we’re having some fun!

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