Michelle Nørgaard

I can't believe I ever stayed up writing songs about you, you don't deserve to know the way I used to think about you. 
Oh no not anymore, oh no not anymore, you had your shot, had your shot, but you let go.
Now if we meet out on the street I won't be running scared - I'll walk right up to you and put one finger in the air, and make you understand, and make you understand you had your chance, had your chance.
 
But even if the stars and moon collide, I never want you back into my life, you can take your words and all your lies 
- Oh, oh, oh I really don't care.