I went out but, I can't tell you why
You seem to be the one who's asking questions all the time
Is it different, when you go around?
You seem to think the only one that matter is you now
What matters to you now
I can't help it, the way I act around
The ones who really know me know to ask why I seem down
You don't care but
I don't really care
Cause caring makes you jealous and that's not what I'm about
Not what I'm about
I need space from all the little things you
Do to make me feel bad treat me like a damn clown
What do you think of me now
And I'm on my own cause
I'm the one with problems
I can't help you now
That's not what I'm about
Not what I'm about
Do you talk about me, when you're laying down?
Does he sympathize with all the reasons you got out
Is it better, does he really care?
Or is he one more story to make you dye your hair
Make you dye your hair
I need space from all the little things you
Say to make me feel bad
Treat me like a damn clown what do you think of me now
And I'm on my own cause
I'm the one with problems
I can't help you now
That's not what I'm about
I need space
I need space from all the little things you
Say to make me feel bad
Treat me like a damn clown
What do you think of me now
And I'm on my own cause
I'm the one with problems
I can't help you now
That's not what I'm about
Not what I'm about
Not what I'm about
You're not what I'm about