I looked in on a friend today, she hasn't been herself but she seemed good today.She's filling up her skin, an uninhibited grin, I got so worried when she couldn't find a way.She lets some guys take her out and they try to hold her close but she is not about to let their words turn to dust.And they try to hold her close but she is not about to let their words turn to dust.When she knows the world isn't just, she says send them home, keep yourself safe.And I rarely think about you, and when I do, I couldn't think less of you.She never used to know what she liked, it gets easier, they get in touch at night.With knowing when you're done, not to exist for someone, you could spend a lifetime just making that alright.And I rarely think about you, and when I do, I couldn't think less.Why'd you have to go and leave your ***, kept her small and she'll just have to handle it.Oh, to be a maid.Since you're always thinking of you, I don't have to.And while I wish you all the best, I could do with so much less.No, I couldn't think less of you.*Like and subscribe for more!