Really Don’t Care

Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox , Morgan James

You wanna play, you wanna stay
You want have it all
You started messin′ with my headUntil I hit a wall
Maybe I should've known
Maybe I should′ve known
That you would walk
You would walk out the door

Hey!

Said we were done
Then met someone and rubbed it in my face
Cut to the part, she broke your heart
And then she ran away
I guess you should've known
I guess you should've known
That I would talk
I would talk

But even if the stars and moon collide
I never want you back into my life
You can take your words and all your lies
Oh, oh, oh
I really don′t care

I can′t believe I ever stayed up writing songs about you
You don't deserve to know the way I used to think about you
Oh, no, not anymore
Oh no, not anymore
You had your shot
Had your shot
But you let go

Now if we meet out on the street I won′t be runnin' scared
I′ll walk right up to you and put one finger in the air
And make you understand
And make you understand
You had your chance
Had your chance

But even if the stars and moon collide
I never want you back into my life
You can take your words and all your lies
Oh, oh, oh
I really don't care

Yea, listen up!
Hey, hey, never look back
Dumbstruck boy, ego intact
Look, boy, why you so mad?
Second guess him, but should′ve hit that
Hey, M. J., you picked the wrong lova'
You shoulda picked that one
He's cuter than the other
I just wanna laugh, cuz you′re try′na be a hipster
Kick it to the curb, take a polaroid picture

But even if the stars and moon collide
I never want you back into my life
You can take your words and all your lies
Oh, oh, oh
I really don't care
Even if the stars and moon collide
I never want you back into my life
You can take your words and all your lies
Oh, oh, oh
I really don′t care
Oh, oh, oh
I really don't care