Summer right before The year I fell apart I'd drive out to your house In my dad's minivan Listening to Channel Orange I don't know what is wrong with me I wish that I was back in high school I miss my giant group of friends And skating around not caring about anything I wish I had more to say I wish I wasn't sad at night I wish I liked going out more But I'm ok You don't care About what's mine All turned up, it's whatcha do, whatcha do You don't care About what's mine Do what's right Don't fall down Everything feels so far away, away Floating around Living in someone else's house Don't fall down Don't fall down You don't care About what's mine All turned up, it's whatcha do, whatcha do You don't care About what's mine Do what's right Don't fall down You don't care About what's mine All turned up, it's whatcha do, whatcha do You don't care I'm doing what's right About what's mine