for my (was) bf, nothing called bff..

I don't need an alibi or for you to realize,
The things we left unsaid,
Are only taking space up in our head.
Make it my fault, win the game
Point the finger, place the blame
and cuss me up and down,
It doesn't matter now.


Cause I don't care

If I never talk to you again.
This is not about emotion,
I don't need a reason not to care what you say,
Or what happened in the end.
This is my interpretation..
                                                                            (mika)