(Fahey/Detroit/Feldman/Shearmur) 4: 16
Walking through the rooms in my head
I came across your image
You looked at me with that sweet smile and said
Something they won't let me repeat
We hurt the ones we love the most
It's a subtle form of compliment
I don't care if you talk about me
I don't care if you write it out in stone
Whenever I fall I land on my feet
I don't care, I just don't care
Mark the spot you hate with an x
Then shoot your bow and arrow
Do your worst get it all off your chest
I'll hold my breath and swallow
We hurt the ones we love the most
It's a subtle form of discipline
I don't care if you talk about me
I don't care if you write it out in stone
Whenever I fall I land on my feet
I don't care, I just don't care
I don't care if you act like a queen
I don't care if you take it out on me
I've got 9 lives and I land on my feet
I don't care, I just don't care
[out of the alley, I spoke came victoria]
[queen victoria sitting shocked upon the rocking horse]
[of a wave said to the laureate]
[this minx a course as sharp as any lynx]
[and blacker deeper than the drinks]
[as any hottentot without remorse]
[for the lynx said she and the drinks you can see]
[are hot as any hottentot and not the goods for me]
[hot as any hottentot and not the goods for me]
I don't care if you talk about me
I don't care if you write it out in stone
Whenever I fall I land on my feet
I don't care, I just don't care
I don't care if you act like a queen
I don't care if you take it out on me
I've got 9 lives and I land on my feet
I don't care, I just don't care