Tell Someone Else...I Don't Care

I'm still big on saying sorry,
Like every chance I get I say I'm sorry that I met you.
(Let's go!)
And I'm still big on taking chances,
When every chance I see you is another chance I get to walk away.
And I'll give every last word to you,
You make yourself sound dumber when you're mad.
You know I always hated that.
Every first kiss will be better, more noticed,
And softer than your lips.
Every love sick note on my wall I threw out,
This sickness won't weigh me down.
Unfaithful is ridden on your shoulders,
Our faith gets tested hard when you're living for the moment,
And I've settled, we're taking back all the memories wasted on you.
Every first kiss will be better, more noticed,
And softer than your lips.
Every love sick note on my wall I threw out,
This sickness won't weigh me down.
And every first kiss will be better, more noticed
And softer than your lips have ever felt.
Every love sick note on my wall I threw out,
Your sickness won't weigh me down.
Every first kiss will be better, more noticed,
And softer than your lips.
Every love sick note on my wall I threw out,
This sickness won't weigh me down.