5, 6, 7, 8
I walked out of high school crying
You walked out of my life laughing
‘Cause I’m boring and you’re so funny right? My bad
This comical love equation equals to my desolation
But I know that you couldn’t care less, so I
Cry all the time, puffy eyes, just to get you off my mind
‘Cause I mind when you seem just a little distant
I must be blind to fall in for someone of your kind
The “I don’t really care ’bout you” type, woo
How did I end up as the one to say this?
I didn’t leave you alone
Now you say “One plus one just don’t add up”
Girl, what the hell you talking about?
Story time (Story time), it’s a sign (It’s a sign)
That I might (That I might) never get you in this life
You know it’s never gonna work if you—
Cry all the time, puffy eyes, just to get you off my mind
‘Cause I mind when you seem just a little distant
I must be blind to fall in for someone of your kind
The “I don’t really care ’bout you” type
Is there someone out there that could change your mind?
Did I wait too long?
Did I stay too strong? Oh, I
Kinda wanna leave but there’s something bout your type, oh, I
Cry all the time, puffy eyes, just to get you off my mind
‘Cause I mind when you seem just a little distant
I must be blind to fall in for someone of your kind
The “I don’t really care ’bout you” type
Just to get you off my mind
The “I don’t really care ’bout you” type
I must be blind to fall in for someone of your kind
The “I don’t really care ’bout you” type