Living by himself, alone in this world   Left his home for the love of a girl.   He knew better than everyone around,   Here he lives, broken underground   He says      I don't care if you write me a letter   I don't care what you say to me no more.   All I got is the trash left on my door   What you have don't worry me,   worry me no more.      Now that she's gone   Needle in her vein   Died too young, drove him insane   Looking down you'll see him lying there   Gave up on his life   Thought no one cared      I don't care if you write me a letter   I don't care what you say to me no more   All I got is the trash left on my door   What you have don't worry me,   worry me no more      Cold and confused, saddened by the truth   Head Hung low remembering his youth   Asked himself why   he said...   No one can reach me here   Pretend as if I'm dead.      I don't care if you write me a letter.   I don't care what you say to me no more.   All I got is the trash left on my door   What you have don't worry me   Worry me no more.