I don’t need to care
How do you feel
So if you’re mad and ****
Doesn’t affect me
Sort yourself
Because you need to sort me
You better do it good
Today it’s you
And tomorrow someone else
To me you’re a toy; I’m a rich kid
Play, then throw you out
You yell, “ *******!”
Doesn’t matter, I got choices
Don’t need to care
Cry a little
See my smile shine
Devilish but so carefree
Like an emotional brat.