Who cares how much I need that face in my life?
Who cares how much I want to hang around?
Who cares how much I need that look in my life?
Who cares how much I want you around?
Who cares how much we argue at night?
Who cares how much comfort I feel sleeping on the right?
Who cares how much one breast sags from the other?
Who cares how much I'll miss this eleven foot fall?
And I need something for this headache for this backache,
and I need something for this headache for this back break.
Who cares how much you cry?
You could fill a bucket with your sorrow from eye to eye.