歌手:Waxahatchee
专辑:《American Weekend》

I don't care

I'll embrace all of my vices

And we'll black it out or
At least slow everything down

And I'll fish for compliments

And I'll drink until i'm happy

And I'll wonder what you're doing
But I won't call

Our paths split
It's morning but I still feel it

And we skate around
Why our intemperance feels so profound
And I let you in real slow
And I regret it immediately

And I run away so fast
You fall too deep too easily

I don't care If I'm too young to be unhappy

Or I recklessly impair
This newfangled proclivity

And I won't answer my phone
And I'll never leave my bedroom
And I'll avoid you like the plague
Because I can't give you what you want

I won't give you what you want