Mo Zowayed

She Doesn't Care

 

If I set myself on fire today I wonder if she would care

cuz under that hair there's gotta be a couple nerves

stamped with my name

Am I just another passing breeze in a windy day

Well I'm not the least bit flattered,

I guess freedom is a lonely place

 

And I shoulda made haste,

in and out in a flash but I slowed my pace

I've lost all my grace on the chase and

now I'm here, I'm bare and I can't

Take it no more, waiting to hear my estranged ring tone

But it never goes, dodoodoo

 

And the problem with november is you never really remember what you looked like last december

And if you really gotta ask then I should say, She doesn't care

 

High fives across the table.

Inside jokes' just enough to make me choke

On my ego as it croakes in it's last dying breath it goes

"You shoulda left it to me,

I woulda taken you to places you never woulda seen

But you played it humble and now you're mumblin about it

and no one wants to hear"

 

Now I'm sitting here,  

I've got plenty a pretty name on my tongue

Listenin to The Stones in awe, with a slack jaw singing along

Under My Thumb, oh how different my days turned out to be

from that song but it's ok,

one day I'ma sing this to someone who really cares

 

And the problem with november is you never really remember what you looked like last december

And if you really gotta ask then I should say, She doesn't care