Pick up your bags
You've got some leavin' to do
I don't care about you
Care about you
Word on the street
You got some growin' to do
I don't care about you
Care about you
It's funny how money
Could make hateful words from honey
Sweet-talking men
I can't say I'll miss you
But I'll miss the face you wore when you left
Now didn't you ever learn
Not to break a heart you never earned
My mama said that
"Every man is only worth
His unbroken word"
So I can't say I'll miss ya
But I'll miss the face you wore when you left
I promise I won't forget ya
Won't forget the things you made me regret
Hey, yeah
Oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh x3
Oh, oh, oh
I don't care about you
Care about
Care about
You~~~
Whoa
I don't care about you
Care about
Care about
You
So, pick up your bags
You've got some leavin' to do
I don't care about you
Care about you