Solitude is bliss

How about a cowbell? Yeah! Cracks in the pavement underneath my shoe I'm caring less and less about it, and even less about you No one turned around to look at me So I can look at my shadow as much as...

Cracks in the pavement underneath my shoe I care less and less about and less about you No one else around to look at me So I can look at my shadow as much as I please All the kicks that I can't...