It Doesn't Matter To Him - John Grant
If I think about it
I am successful as it were
I get to sing for lovely people
all over this lovely world
And I am no where near as awkward
As I was when I was younger
I guess I'M one of those guys
Who gets better looking as they age
And even though I have felt beaten down
By constant doubt
depression and confusion
Brought about by people's actions
death and tax forms
I keep getting up
And I am loves by all my friends and family
though there have been
lots of raised eyebrows
and concerned glances lately
It doesn't matter to him
I could be anything
But I could never win his heart again
It doesn't matter to him
He took away my triple A pass
I am invisibe to him
And now I feel the soft pink flesh
of my heart hardening
To the countless possibilities
Contained within each day
Vulnerability feels like
A cold wet concrete room lit
With florescent lighting
Which as you know
makes everything look bad
I still keep trying to figure out
how I became irrelevant
How I got myself evicted
From his heart from one day to the next
And the worst part is
