I am tethered to you
Despair in our romance
Clich탩 lonely Sundays
Still born, second chance
My flesh is red and itching
My highs, you inspire
Grope that upon this issue
Tell tale is oh so tired
You don't give a damn about me
You don't give a damn about me
You don't give a damn about me, girl
Blink and you could miss it
Our child was sacrificed
To God's ancient kingdom
To worship the saints of spite
You don't give a damn about me
You don't give a damn about me
You don't give a damn about me, girl
You don't give a damn about me
You don't give a damn about me
You don't give a damn about me, girl
Do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do
Do do do do
You don't give a damn about me
No, you don't give a damn about me
You don't give a damn about me, girl
You don't give a damn about me
You don't give a damn about me
You don't give a damn about me, girl
About me, girl.