Lsd & The Search For God I Don't Care
[I have to?] take my records now, I want them back
They never meant that much to you
You took my time, you took my books
I took your photograph
And now that's all I've left of you
Yeah, it's true
Now when you come around
You always bring me down
You laugh about the things [you put me to?]
I don't care what you are going through
It's never gonna bring me back to you
Cause of the things you left
You drag them [back and back?]
I called you up and I read it back to you
All the things I'd heard before
They're true and so much more
Never expected it from you
Yeah it's true
