Wednesday, March 24, 2010

The Genius of Kander & Ebb



I don't care much, go or stay, I don't care very much
Either way.

Hearts grow hard on a windy street, lips grow cold
with the rent to meet. So if you kiss me, if we touch,
Warning's fair, I don't care very much.

I don't care much, go or stay, I don't care very much
Either way.

Words sound false when your coat's too thin
feet don't waltz when the roof caves in.
So if you kiss me, if we touch, I don't care very much.

I don't care.