I'm starting to become aware,
I simply don't care,
things that got to me before are still there,
But this time,
I simply don't care.
I guess it's kind of scary,
and my ideas and thoughts might vary,
for now, I'm empty inside and outside I'm bare,
But this time I simply don't care.
no sleep, too much caffeine,
staying alive with coffee and nicotine,
I've forgotten my dream,
I've turned my mirrors around, I don't even do my hair,
but hey, this time I simply don't care.
I've lost my friends,
I'm always alone,
I've forgotten the sound of my ring-tone,
I'm not even sure if I still have a phone.
I haven't been down since I walked up the stair,
but this time, I simply don't care.
I don't know if this is good or bad,
I'm never happy, but I'm also never sad,
I'd give it more thought,
figure out whether this is a dream or a nightmare,
but actually, I simply don't care.
Maybe I was just waiting to be saved,
sitting on my man made island,
shooting up, signaling with my flair,
needing to be reminded of what was really there,
but everytime YOU simply didn't care.