I hear you call my name
But I couldn't care less.
With you gone I feel the same
Is this some kind of test?
For me to prove who I am
And what I'd do all over again?
Well I don't care, for my love's run dry
Cause you think I'm a prick
And you think I don't cry.
But I'm not afraid to admit my flaws
That there's a scared little girl
Trapped inside these walls.
I try to act tough
I try to be big,
But no one cares
I just get ignored again.
So what the hell?
I guess I'm done.
There's no reason to try
If there's no one to love.
(.. unfinished.. perhaps? you never know)
