Pick up your bags you've got some leavin' to do
I dont care about you
care about you
Word on the street you've got some growin' to do
I dont care about you
care about you
It's funny how money can make hateful words from honey sweet talking men
I can't say i'll miss you but i'll miss the face you wore when you left
Now didn't you ever learn not to break a heart you never earned
My mama said that every man is only worth his unbroken word
So I can't say i'll miss ya, but i'll miss the face you wore when you left
and I promise I wont forget ya, wont forget the things you made me regret
Hey, yeah
Oh, woah
Oh ohh Oh.
Oh whoa ohhh...
I don't care about, care about you
I don't care about, care about you
So pick up your bags,
You got some leaving to do,
I don't care about you,
Care about you.