I don't care what you call me -- David Ford

I never made time
You never made much sense
We never stood a chance
If we're honest

You were not the first
And I won't be the last
But if it makes it better
Well you can call me what you will

Get home late
No-one's here
Pace around the house
And sit in my chair
And if you think of me
It doesn't mean a thing
So why don't you just tell me what you really think again?
I don't care what you call me
Oh, I, I don't care what you call me.
No, I, I don't care what you call me,
'Cause it won't hurt any more.

I know I let you down
And Christ, you let me know
Every time, and time again
Just another afternoon
Get drunk and disappear
So call me what you will.

Rain it on down,
What else can you throw at me
I haven't heard before?
And tear me on down,
Well I am unforgivable,
So why don't you just tell me what you really think again?

I don't care what you call me, oh I,
I don't care what you call me, oh I,
I don't care what you call me,
Cause it won't hurt any more

Rain it on down,
What else can you throw at me?
I haven't heard before?
And tear me on down,
I am unforgivable
Why don't you just tell me what you really think of me?
Scream me on down
I am so forgettable
Well, yes I know

Well shoot me on down
Don't you think this isn't killing me?
It's no more than I deserve
So I don't care what you call me
Oh I, I don't care what you call me,
Oh I...
I don't care what you call me.
Cause it won't hurt any more.