You talk about life and talk about death
And everything in between, like its nothing
And the words are easy
You talk about me, you talk about you
And everything I do
Like its something that needs repeating

I don't need an alibi
Or for you to realise
The things we left unsaid
Are only taking space up in our heads
Make it my fault, win the game
Point the finger, place the blame
And curse me up and down
It doesn't matter now

Cuz I don't care if I ever talk to you again
This is not about emotion
I don't need a reason
Not to care what you say
Or what happened in the end
This is my interpretation
And it don't make sense

The first two weeks turn into ten
I hold my breath and wonder when it will happen

Does it really matter?
If half of what you said is true,
And half of what I didn't do could be different,
Would it make it better?

If we forget the things we know
Would we have somewhere to go?
The only way is down
I can see that now

Cuz I don't care if I ever talk to you again
This is not about emotion
I don't need a reason
Not to care what you say
Or what happened in the end
This is my interpretation
And it don't make sense

Its really not such a sacrifice

If I, never talk to you again
This is not about emotion
I don't need a reason...