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