A band I was in, which split up about 5 years ago, decided to get back together during lockdown to remotely record one of our (better) songs. The result is this upbeat blast of break-up pop-punk.

She Don't Care

Lyrics by George Marriott (Pet Needs, Blooms)

Mixed by John Crick

She don't care

She don't give a toss

I'll go on and I'll fuck this up for

Everyone and all my friends

You crawl along

While I sing this song

Paralysed by the lies inside

Evidence of false pretence

She won't stop calling

I left my phone on the bus

Vinyl record that's warping

I'll throw you out if that's what I must

Why ain't she calling?

I wish that I'd never hung up

Vinyl record that's calling me

I promise to never grow up

The silence is deafening

Gonna keep me guessing

I'm insecure

Of that, I'm quite aware

I only sing this when you're not there

Scared of a life that you can't bear