Who would you be if there was nobody watching? How many parts of your identity are you squashing down Just to toe the societal line? And why do people that you’ve never laid your eyes on define Your taste, your weight and the way you dress? Do you even know the people that you’re tryna impress? Yes – talk’s cheap; it’s okay to be scared But listen up because I’ve got a little secret to share
Nobody really cares
Crash your daddy’s car Get kicked out the bar Sabotage your two months sober Spend the weekend on your sofa Cut your hair Nobody really cares
Just think about it – do you think about me Or do you think about the way I change your reality? You see, everybody’s so in love with themselves They’ve got no mental capacity for anyone else Your taste, your weight and the way you dress Is irrelevant to somebody who’s self-obsessed Yes – talk’s cheap it’s okay to be scared But if you’re playing by the rules, I really hope you’re aware
Nobody really cares
Crash your daddy’s car Get kicked out the bar Tell your boyfriend that it’s over Write a song for Jodie Comer Cut your hair Nobody really cares Nobody really cares Nobody really cares Nobody really cares
Kiss your best friend at the disco Catch a flight to San Francisco Throw your phone into the ocean Start a fight; cause a commotion Get a tattoo, change your name Or take your clothes off in the rain And cut your hair
Nobody really cares
Crash your daddy’s car Get kicked out the bar Tell your boyfriend that it’s over Write a song for Jodie Comer Cut your hair Nobody Nobody Nobody really cares