I couldn’t give a fuck

I couldn’t give a fuck
I couldn’t give a fuck
Yeah whatever, baby
I couldn’t give a fuck

I couldn’t give a fuck what you think about
as you lie alone at night
and I couldn’t give a fuck who you’re thinking of
when you sit alone and write
I couldn’t give a fuck if you’re sad and tired
and shivering in your bed
I couldn’t give a fuck what you dream about
when you rest that beautiful head
I couldn’t give a fuck
I couldn’t give a fuck
Yeah whatever, baby
I couldn’t give a fuck

He said ‘I’ll have another beer, another little pill,
another herbal smoke.
There are problems in this world, oh, and all of them are mine
but your anger’s just a joke.
You’re just another face and I’m facing away
from your stupid fists of text.
Now that you’ve had your fifteen minutes —
meh — whatever — next!
I couldn’t give a fuck
I couldn’t give a fuck
Yeah whatever, baby
I couldn’t give a fuck’

Oh but come back when you’re sober
and come back when you’re straight
When the paranoia’s over
it might not be too late
When you’ve had enough of girlies
who couldn’t give a fuck
You’d better call me nice and early
Cos I won’t be waiting up!
I couldn’t give a fuck
I couldn’t give a fuck
Yeah whatever, baby
I couldn’t give a fuck