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Gretta Ray

Care Less

 

Care Less

(الألبوم: Begin To Look Around - 2021)


Heard it first through the grape vine that you would be leaving
Embarking on another adventure
Felt a piece of you was missing or something
And then I got bored

No sense of thirst to wonder, uncover the details
Think you'd call me to do so if all else failed
'Cause this time I won't be doing the dumb things that I've done once before

Get your kicks thinking you'll fix everything that you broke
Should've known you'd never let go

Singing your praises was a phase
Guess I've come to my senses
By coming to care less and learning when to close the door
And all my good graces, they were shameless but they were relentless
And so in learning to care less, guess it won't cut me to the core
Not to hear from you anymore

All my friends, my defence force built a wall around me
You're holding out begging to be forgiven
As if I think you're some kind of modern day satan
Fuck the needless uproar

But they get their kicks thinking you'll fix everything that you broke
'Cause they're never going to it let go

Singing your praises was a phase
Guess I've come to my senses
By coming to care less and learning when to close the door
And all my good graces, they were shameless but they were relentless
And so in learning to care less, guess it won't cut me to the core
You won't hear from me anymore

Hard to ignore hearing you say
You miss my love still to this day
24 months, thought you'd have your shit together
Guess I should be flattered that you can't seem to find somebody better
To play on your mind
(It's quite a compliment actually, when you think about it)

Singing your praises was a phase
Guess I've come to my senses
By coming to care less and learning when to close the door
And all my good graces, they were shameless, but they were relentless
And so in learning to care less, guess it won't cut me to the core
You won't hear from me anymore

Yes, I've come to my senses

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