Scratch off all your scabsnAnd let some bloodnSoak in thenSay you're sorrynYou just don't carenYou left me bloody on your welcome matnSomeday soon this blood will hardennnYou feel all rightnWe're feeling wrongnYour worthless songs are dead-onnYour self-loathing is self-righteousnBecause every martyr has a rainy daynnSometimes when I'm drunk I call you upnI wait until you answer the phonenAnd I pretend I'm there with you until you hang upnYou hang upnnAnd all that's left is an ankle scabn(You kicked my shin)nAnd all that's left is an ankle scabn(You kicked my shin)nI don't want to make this a major dilemmanBut why you got to go if you're so damn lonely, huh?nnWell, you thought you'd clog my heartnI'm all choked upnDividing out the remaindernWhat's your problem?nYou just don't carenYou clean your doorstepnYou wash your hairnEach tornado storm reminds me of younThat windy night on August 19thnWe went outside and watched what wind can donWind can donnAnd all that's left is an ankle scabn(You kicked my shin)nAnd all that's left is an ankle scabn(You kicked my shin)nI don't want to make this a major dilemmanBut why you got to go if you're so damn tired, huh?nnSo why you got to go if you're so damn tired, huh?nWhy you got to go?nnWill you just shut up?nWill you just shut up now now?nShut upnWill you just shut up now now?nShut upnWill you just shut up now now?nShut upnWill you just shut up now now?nnSay you're sorry, you just don't carenSay you're sorry, you just don't carenSay you're sorry, you just don't carenSay you're sorry, you just don't care