Who would you be if there was nobody watching?
How many parts of your identity are you squashing down
Just to toe the societal line?
And why do people that you've never laid your eyes on define
Your taste, your weight and the way you dress?
Do you even know the people that you're tryna impress?
Yes, talk's cheap, it's okay to be scared
But listen up because I've got a little secret to share
Nobody really cares
Crash your daddy's car
Get kicked out the bar
Sabotage your two months sober
Spend the weekend on your sofa
Cut your hair
Nobody really cares
(Yep)
Just think about it, do you think about me
Or do you think about the way I change your reality?
You see, everybody's so in love with themselves
They've got no mental capacity for anyone else
Your taste, your weight and the way you dress
Is irrelevant to somebody who's self-obsessed
Yes, talk's cheap, it's okay to be scared
But if you're playing by the rules, I really hope you're aware
Nobody really cares
Crash your daddy's car
Get kicked out the bar
Tell your boyfriend that it's over
Write a song for jodie comer
Cut your hair
Nobody really cares
Nobody really cares
Nobody really cares
Nobody really
Kiss your best friend at the disco
Catch a flight to San Francisco
Throw your phone into the ocean
Start a fight, cause a commotion
Get a tattoo, change your name
Or take your clothes off in the rain
And cut your hair
Nobody really cares
Crash your daddy's car (nobody, nobody, nobody really cares)
Get kicked out the bar (nobody, nobody, nobody really)
Tell your boyfriend that it's over
Write a song for jodie comer
Cut your hair (nobody, nobody)
Nobody really cares
