I’m sorry if I seem uninterested
Or I’m not listenin’, or I’m indifferent

Truly I ain’t got no business here
But since my friends are here, I just came to kick it

But really I would rather be at home all by myself
Not in this room
With people who don’t even care about my well-being

I don’t dance, don’t ask, I don’t need a boyfriend
So you can, go back, please enjoy your party

I’ll be here
Somewhere in the corner
Under clouds of marijuana

With this boy who’s hollering
I can hardly hear
Over this music I don’t listen to

And I don’t wanna get with you
So tell my friends that I’ll be over here

Alessia Cara, Here


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