What You Think About Me Songtext
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What You Think About Me Songtext
Oh-oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
No, no
Ooh-oh
Yeah, yeah
I might need a lot
I might need attention
I might wanna fight
I might not let it go
I love you so much
I′m so under pressure
You're choking my neck
You might not let me go
When the lights are out
And I feel a little low
That′s when your noise is cruelest
When I really catch your bullets
Try to breathe it out
'Cause I don't want it to hurt
It makes it harder when my name′s on your shirt
But I don′t give a fuck what you think about me (ah)
And I don't give a fuck ′bout the things that you do (yeah)
And I don't give a fuck what you think about me (what?)
What you think about me
So yeah, fuck you
I don′t give a fuck what you think about me (no)
And I don't give a fuck ′bout the things that you do (huh)
And I don't give a fuck what you think about me
What you think about me
So yeah, fuck you
'Cause I don′t give a fuck what you think about me
And I don′t give a fuck 'bout the things that you do
And I don′t give a fuck what you think about me
What you think about me
So yeah, fuck you (fuck you)
I don't give a fuck what you think about me (yeah)
And I don′t give a fuck 'bout the things that you do
And I don′t give a fuck what you think about me
What you think about me
So yeah, fuck you (fuck you)
When my blood is boiling, I can't see the light
Wanna prove a point 'cause it′s in my design
Both got some demons to exorcise
Why say you hate me to feel alive?
Yeah, yeah
When the lights are out
And I feel a little low
That′s when your noise is cruelest
When I really catch your bullets
Try to breathe it out
But when I talk, it makes it worse
It makes it harder when my name's on your shirt
But I don′t give a fuck what you think about me (nah)
And I don't give a fuck ′bout the things that you do (no)
And I don't give a fuck what you think about me
What you think about me
So yeah, fuck you (fuck you)
I don′t give a fuck what you think about me (Hey)
And I don't give a fuck 'bout the things that you do (No)
And I don′t give a fuck what you think about me
What you think about me
So yeah, fuck you
′Cause I don't give a fuck what you think about me
And I don′t give a fuck 'bout the things that you do
And I don′t give a fuck what you think about me
What you think about me
So yeah, fuck you (fuck you)
I don't give a fuck what you think about me
And I don′t give a fuck 'bout the things that you do (No)
And I don't give a fuck what you think about me
What you think about me
So yeah, fuck you (fuck you)
Ah-ha, haha
What you think about me
Fuck you
And I don′t give a fuck
I don′t give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
I don′t give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
I don′t give a fuck
What you think about me
I don't give a fuck
I don′t give a fuck
I don't give a fuck, ah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
No, no
Ooh-oh
Yeah, yeah
I might need a lot
I might need attention
I might wanna fight
I might not let it go
I love you so much
I′m so under pressure
You're choking my neck
You might not let me go
When the lights are out
And I feel a little low
That′s when your noise is cruelest
When I really catch your bullets
Try to breathe it out
'Cause I don't want it to hurt
It makes it harder when my name′s on your shirt
But I don′t give a fuck what you think about me (ah)
And I don't give a fuck ′bout the things that you do (yeah)
And I don't give a fuck what you think about me (what?)
What you think about me
So yeah, fuck you
I don′t give a fuck what you think about me (no)
And I don't give a fuck ′bout the things that you do (huh)
And I don't give a fuck what you think about me
What you think about me
So yeah, fuck you
'Cause I don′t give a fuck what you think about me
And I don′t give a fuck 'bout the things that you do
And I don′t give a fuck what you think about me
What you think about me
So yeah, fuck you (fuck you)
I don't give a fuck what you think about me (yeah)
And I don′t give a fuck 'bout the things that you do
And I don′t give a fuck what you think about me
What you think about me
So yeah, fuck you (fuck you)
When my blood is boiling, I can't see the light
Wanna prove a point 'cause it′s in my design
Both got some demons to exorcise
Why say you hate me to feel alive?
Yeah, yeah
When the lights are out
And I feel a little low
That′s when your noise is cruelest
When I really catch your bullets
Try to breathe it out
But when I talk, it makes it worse
It makes it harder when my name's on your shirt
But I don′t give a fuck what you think about me (nah)
And I don't give a fuck ′bout the things that you do (no)
And I don't give a fuck what you think about me
What you think about me
So yeah, fuck you (fuck you)
I don′t give a fuck what you think about me (Hey)
And I don't give a fuck 'bout the things that you do (No)
And I don′t give a fuck what you think about me
What you think about me
So yeah, fuck you
′Cause I don't give a fuck what you think about me
And I don′t give a fuck 'bout the things that you do
And I don′t give a fuck what you think about me
What you think about me
So yeah, fuck you (fuck you)
I don't give a fuck what you think about me
And I don′t give a fuck 'bout the things that you do (No)
And I don't give a fuck what you think about me
What you think about me
So yeah, fuck you (fuck you)
Ah-ha, haha
What you think about me
Fuck you
And I don′t give a fuck
I don′t give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
I don′t give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
I don′t give a fuck
What you think about me
I don't give a fuck
I don′t give a fuck
I don't give a fuck, ah
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