She don't care about me, but i make her feel good
and that makes me feel good, so i talk to her anyway
and i don't care about her, but she makes me feel good,
and that makes her feel good, so she talks to me every day
she don't care about me, but i talk to her anyway
i don't care about her, but she talks to me every day.
she don't care about me, but i talk to her anyway
i don't care about her, but she talks to me every day.
 
cuz she's the only girl that listens
and she tells me i'm the only guy out here that isn't
a dickhead or thick headed pig that's been pissin,
her off, "have they all lost their minds", gues they did,
and i didn't,
if fiction is the norm then, how strange is it?
apparently it's glaringly obvious that i'm different
I'll keep tryna pass the piff, till she gets it
and epiphany's kick in, *snap* Eruka!
"you reek of, a cypher" she says
"good luck, you're gonna need it brother,
when marry Jane and hip-hop learn you're cheating on them with each other"
I insist that they're pretty open minded.
So I'm not concerned
she does not concur,
i'm not concerned.
she may not not aprrove of the things i do
but her heart skips a beat when i bring mine through.
 
She don't care about me, but i make her feel good
and that makes me feel good, so i talk to her anyway
and i don't care about her, but she makes me feel good,
and that makes her feel good, so she talks to me every day
she don't care about me, but i talk to her anyway
i don't care about her, but she talks to me every day.
she don't care about me, but i talk to her anyway
i don't care about her, but she talks to me every day.
 
cuz i'm the only one that listens
If I flew away what type of world would she live in?
where nigga's, don't give a, damn how they get in,
long as somethin comes unbuttoned or unzippened
to this end, I act in the role of warm shoulder
we share our body heat when the nights grow colder
but she don't care about me, she tells me all the time
and i don't care about her, I say that in my mind
and replay it all the time, and relay in my rhymes
just to make myself believe it, "what about us"
all alone, or, up in the air is where i leave it
that is what her main pet peave is,
see when this puppy love grows too big, she may leave him
off in a shelter, i sympathized and felt her,
cuz it might get too hot and i might melt her
she's cold like she's died, i've ben told i revived her
she's critical.