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I never made time, You never made much sense We never stood a chance, If we're honest. You were not the first, And I won't be the last, But if it makes it better, Well you can call me what you will. Get home late, No one's here. Pace around the house And sit in my chair. And if you think of me, It doesn't mean a thing. So why don't you just tell me What you really think again? I don't care what you call me Because it won't hurt any more. I know I let you down, And Christ, you let me know Every time SongtexteAnd time again. Just another afternoon Get drunk and disappear So call me what you will Rain it on down. What else can you throw at me I haven't heard before? And tear me on down. I am unforgivable. So why don't you just tell me What you really think of me? And scream me on down I am so forgettable Yes, I know. And shoot me on down Don't you think this isn't killing me? But it's no more than I deserve. I don't care what you call me. Because it won't hurt any more. Aus Songtexte Mania