- cifra
It’s not that I don’t like you
I just don’t give shit, damn
You’re always moaning about things, that you can’t understand
Sweet little tangerine, nobody cares about you
But I do
I know sometimes you get lonely
And sometimes you get by
It’s such a vicious circle
Like a sad lullaby
Sweet little tangerine, nobody cares about you
But I do
Tell me! Why you cry?
Why do you care about what they say?
Say it! What’s on your mind?
Why do you care about what they say?
