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.