Papa Roach

she had the eyes of someone older

I have the eyes that wander 'round

I couldn't see what really mattered



caught hell from my boss

don't care about my job

caught a cold from the rain

don't care if I'm cold

played every record that I own today

but the only thing I care about got away



she was a walking work of art

I am a broken wind-up toy

I thought I knew what really mattered



got a flat on the road

don't care about my car

lost twenty-six bucks

don't care about my rent

caught every episode on tv today

but the only thing I care about got away



she had a brilliant future

I have a past

I have my memories

but they're fading fast