My Interpretation

You talk about life you talk about death and everything in between like it's nothing and the words are easy you talk about me and talk about you and everything i do like it something that needs repeated i don't need an alibi or for you to realise the things we left unsaid are only taking space up in our head make it my fault win the game point the finger place the blame it does me up and down it doesn't matter now cause 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 interpretaion and it don't don't make sense the first to wish to count to ten i hold my breath and wonder when it l 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 cause 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 interpretaion and it don't don't make sense it's really not such a sacrifice 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 interpretaion and it don't don't make sense and it don't have to make no sense to you at all cause this is my interpretation Yeah yeah yeah