(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