I don't care what we talk about
I won't listen to someone else
I don't need you to hold my hand
I don't care what we're doing

I don't say this to bring you down
I just need you to stick around
I'm just happy to kick around
I don't care what we're doing

Sweet words are supposed to sing
Sweet words don't mean a thing
Sweet and sour, they sound the same
Sweet words on the sour are wasted

It doesn't matter which words you say
I'm never listening anyway
It only matters that you see this through
It only matters you're near me

Once you've been to certain places
Then then you know it's never enough
Yeah, if you're in this situation
Then you trust nothing on earth
You watch the words come out of faces
And you hear nothing of worth
And if it's true you might as well just make a stand
And take what little pleasure that you can