Faze Me

You always called me funny
A stubborn little dime
Betcha think I'm angry
And gonna cool down in time

If you think that I miss you
And I'm playing your games
Well I'm already miles
I'm already miles away away

You put your hands in my hair
And speak to me gently
Then disappear
Quick to forget me

I let you in
And I should be miserable
But you don't faze me

You could spend a lot of money and make a lotta noise
You could call me honey and brag about me to your boys
But it won't make a difference-there's nothing to save
'Cause I'm already miles away

You put your hands in my hair
And speak to me gently
Then disappear
Quick to forget me

I let you in
And I should be miserable
But you don't faze me...