Who Cares How Much?
Kind of Like Spitting
Who cares how much I need that face in my life? Who
cares how much I want to hang
around? Who cares how much I
need that look in my life?
Who cares how much I want you
around? Who cares how much we
argue at night? Who cares how
much comfort I feel sleeping
on the right? Who cares how much one breast sags from the
other? Who cares how much
I'll miss this [something]?
And I need something for this
headache for this backache,
and I need something for this
headache for this back break.
Who cares how much you cry?
You could fill a bucket with
your sorrow from eye to eye.