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There's a month of sunday papers, in the weeds that are taking over, that ol'gravel driveway, and a quart of milk half empty, two weeks past the expiration date, my face could stand a razor, blade or two, I've got a growing list of things, I ought a do. But it don't matter, since I lost you. Letras de cancionesThere's a cigarette-burned sofa, that I try hard to sleep on, but I lay there for hours, watching infomercials, till it's time to get up, dress and go to work, I used to take some pride in what I do, but now I've got htis don't care attitude. 'Cause it don't matter, since I lost you. Sympathetic friends of mine, have worn out all the standard lines, It wasn't meant to be, you'll be, okay, just give it time, but it don't matter. There's a girl I've known since hight school, who's called a time or two here lately, to say let's get together, and refluctantly one evening, I agreed to meet her downtown for a drink, and by the way she looked at me, it's probably true, she'd like to be my somebody new. But it don't matter, I still love you, no, it don't matter, I still love you. From Letras Mania