Lyrics: Kamal./Matt Cooke
Music: Kamal./Matt Cooke
[Verse 1]
I took the tube
And someone else was wearing your perfume
It took me back to yesteryear, when you and I were cool
She got off at Liverpool Street
[Verse 2]
I have these weeks
Where everything we had feels like a dream
A halfway decent movie scene with no verisimilitude
Is it like that for you?
[Verse 3]
And Carmen called because she ainβt no good at texting what she thinks
She tells me off 'cause I let everyone get underneath my skin
She says it good to care
But when you gonna care about yourself?
About yourself?
When you gonna care about yourself?
[Verse 4]
I guess she's right
But I can't learn a language overnight
And life is just a palindrome
You're born and then you die
The same each way you write it
[Bridge]
And I get drunk because I ain't no good at being genuine
And life's a game but there ain't no big golden trophy when you win
And I complain but if I'm honest I don't care about it
[Outro]
I don't care about it (I don't care about it)
I don't care about it (I don't care about it)
I don't care about it (I don't care about it)
I- I don't care about it