Living by himself, alone in this world Left his home for the love of a girl. He knew better than everyone around, Here he lives, broken underground He says
I don't care if you write me a letter I don't care what you say to me no more. All I got is the trash left on my door What you have don't worry me, worry me no more.
Now that she's gone Needle in her vein Died too young, drove him insane Looking down you'll see him lying there Gave up on his life Thought no one cared
I don't care if you write me a letter I don't care what you say to me no more All I got is the trash left on my door What you have don't worry me, worry me no more
Cold and confused, saddened by the truth Head Hung low remembering his youth Asked himself why he said... No one can reach me here Pretend as if I'm dead.
I don't care if you write me a letter. I don't care what you say to me no more. All I got is the trash left on my door What you have don't worry me Worry me no more.