Yeah, what he said...

You talk about life, you talk about death
And everything in between
Like it's nothing and the words are easy

You talk about me, you talk about you
And everything I do
Like it's somethin' that needs repeating

I don't need an alibi
For you to realize
The things we left unsaid
Are only taking space up in our heads

Make it my fault, win the game
Point the finger, place the blame
And toss me up and down
Doesn't matter now

Cause I don't care if I ever talk to you again
This is not about emotion
I don't need a reason not to care
What you say, or what happened in the end
This is my interpretation
And it don't, don't make sense

The first two weeks turn into ten
I hold my breath and wonder when it'll happen
It doesn't really matter

If half of what you said is true
And half of what I didn't do could be different
Would it make you better?

If we forget the things we know
Would we have somewhere to go?
The only way is down
I can see that now

Cause I don't care if I ever talk to you again
This is not about emotion
I don't need a reason not to care
What you say, or what happened in the end
This is my interpretation
And it don't, don't make sense

Is splitting up such a sacrifice?

If I never talk to you again
This is not about emotion
I don't need a reason not to care
What you say, or what happened in the end
This is my interpretation
And it don't, don't make sense

And it don't have to make no sense to you at all
Cause this is my interpretation

~Mika - My interpretation