I Don't Care What You Call Me

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?

Oh I
I don't care what you call me

I don't care what you call me,

'Cos it won't hurt any more

I know I let you down, and Christ you let me know every time and 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 again?

Scream me on down
I am so forgettable, yes I know

Shoot me on down!, don't you think this isn't killing me?

So why don't you just tell me what you really think again?

I don't care what you call me

'Cos it won't hurt any more