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    Thursday, August 16, 2012 || 5:40 AM

    Honestly, I know that sometimes, things gets tough along the way.
    But you are not going to make me feel guilty about things
    I have no idea whether you are that obsess about the past,
    or you really think that dragging those up are really going to help you, but honestly, I don't care if you don't ever talk to me again. Because, I know I have done nothing wrong and that is how I see it. If you really think that telling me that you will never talk to me again is going to make me regretful over what happened, then I did say think again and grow up. and move on with your life.



    My Interpretation.
    You talk about life, you talk about death,
    And everything in between,
    Like it's nothing, and the words are easy.
    You talk about me, and you talk about you,
    And everything I do,
    Like it's something, that needs repeating.
    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 curse me up and down,
    It doesn't matter now.

    [chorus:]
    'Cause I don't care if I ever 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,
    And it don't, don't make sense.

    The first two weeks turn into ten,
    I hold my breath and wonder when it'll happen,
    Does it really matter?
    If half of what you said is true,
    And half of what I didn't do could be different,
    Would it make it better?
    If we forget the things we know.
    Would we have somewhere to go?
    The only way is down, I can see that now.

    [chorus]
    'Cause I don't care if I ever 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,
    And it don't, don't make sense.

    It's really not such a sacrifice

    [chorus]
    'Cause I don't care if I ever 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,
    And it don't, don't make sense.

    And it don't have to make no sense to you at all,
    'Cause this is my interpretation, yeah, yeah, yeah.