PFI

Let me forget
This time you swore for the last time
The things that you said
I almost believed it was true

I spend the last year
Here, all alone
Face down the billboard
And now I’m on the phone

And that’s pretty
Fucking ironic
That you paid all the attention to me
Now that I don’t want it

I’ve made up my mind
And I won’t return any message
I’m not going back
To let in you fuck with my head

There’s something you don’t know
I’m still the same
You hated the player
Well, I hated the game

And that’s pretty
Fucking ironic
That you paid all the attention to me
Now that I don’t want it

And you’re pretty
Fucking ironic
Don’t you paid all the attention to me
‘Cause I don’t want it

All in my life
All that’s essential, all overpaid
But makes you think if I want that again
Again

And you’re pretty
Fucking ironic
That you paid all the attention to me
Now that I don’t want it

And you’re pretty
Fucking ironic
Don’t you paid all the attention to me
‘Cause now I don’t want it

I don’t want it
I don’t want it
I don’t want it