Thanks, But

I still don’t give a damn about it
No damn about it
No damn about it
I still don’t give a damn about it
No damn about it
No damn about it
Last song of the show
And I’m off the stage
I know how it’s gonna go
It’s been the same for years
I can feel them coming at me
With their bullshit plans
And their stupid tips
And their fucking hands
On my shoulders
Just give me a break
You wanna waste my time
And fake a debate
About what I should do
And how I should do it
Your chitchat gets me
Sick in the head
Go on and talk your noise
Don’t care about it
I hear your voice
Don’t care about it
I’m smiling cause
You care about shit
I’m done with
I just fly above it
You should know better
Your input is a bummer
Got a team like Whist
Don’t need no shit adviser
Might be a hater
Grab a pen and a paper
What you know about that
Take notes, be sure that
I still don’t give a damn about it
No damn about it
No damn about it
I still don’t give a damn about it
No damn about it
No damn about it
Hey there little boy
In the front row
You stopped listening to me
A long time ago
What you staring at?
What are you here for?
What you got in mind?
I already know
Go ahead and tell me
What you think about my songs
That you didn’t pay attention to
Tell me I sound like this
Other colored hair girl
In this other band that you know
Gimme another advice
On how I should dress
How I should move
What i should do
To be how you want me to be
Thanks for your time but
You know that
I still don’t give a damn about it
No damn about it
No damn about it
I still don’t give a damn about it
No damn about it
No damn about it
You should know better
Your input is a bummer
Got a team like Whist
Don’t need no shit adviser
You should know better
Your input is a bummer
Got a team like Whist
Don’t need no shit adviser
I still don’t give a damn about it
No damn about it
No damn about it
I still don’t give a damn about it
No damn about it
No damn about it