Ipecac
written by: Jak Locke
version 1:
from Laced (October 16th 2002) (2:20)

She got marijuana eyes and a crackpipe laugh
She got a touch in her fingers that’ll break you in half
Sun-dried romance, she got mirrors on her pants
She hopeless odds but makes you want to take a chance
She don’t give a shit
She don’t give a shit
No, no, she don’t give a shit about you
She pick you up from the ground like she more than a friend
She pick you up from the floor just to push you down again
Flowers are bloomin, all the candles are lit
She’ll kiss you on the mouth before she kicks it
Nah, she don’t give a shit
She don’t give a shit
No, no, she don’t give a shit about you
There’s an echo through the static
Vacant hallways of her eyes
Getting crazy from a kiss-off
Like it should come as a surprise
Because she don’t give a shit
She don’t give a shit
No, no, she don’t give a shit about you
Aw she don't give a shit
She don't give a shit
No, she don't give a shit about you
Because she don't give a shit about you
No, no, no, no, no, no
She don't give a shit, no, no she don't
And she never will
version 2:
from Brokedowntown (April 13th 2003) (2:07)
She got marijuana eyes and a crackpipe laugh
She got a touch in her fingers that'll break you in half
Sun-dried romance, she got mirrors on her pants
She got hopeless odds but makes you wanna take the chance
She don't give a shit, she don't give a shit
She don't give a shit about you
She pick you up from the ground like she more than your friend
She pick you up from the floor just to push you down again
Flowers are blooming, all the candles are lit
She kiss you on the mouth before she kicks it
She don't give a shit, she don't give a shit
No no she don't give a shit about you
There's an echo through the static, vacant hallways of her eyes
Gettin crazy from a kiss-off like it should come as a surprise
She don't give a shit, she don't give a shit
No no she don't give a shit about you
She don't give a shit, she don't give a shit
No no, she don't give a shit about you
And she never will
version 3:
from Mood Swing Era (June 9th 2010) (2:19)

She got marijuana eyes and a crackpipe laugh
She got a touch in her fingers that'll break you in half
Sun-dried romance, she got mirrors on her pants
She got hopeless odds but makes you want to take the chance
She don't give a shit
She don't give a shit
No no, she don't give a shit about you
She pick you up from the ground like she more than a friend
She pick you up from the floor just to push you down again
Flowers are blooming, all the candles are lit
She kiss you on the mouth before she kicks it
Aw she don't give a shit
She don't give a shit
No, she don't give a shit about you
There's an echo through the static
Vacant hallways of her eyes
Getting crazy from a kiss off like it should come as a surprise
Because she don't give a shit
She don't give a shit
No! She don't give a shit about you
Oh, she don't give a shit
She don't give a shit
No! She don't give a shit about you
Because she don't give a shit about you no no no no no
She don't give a shit, no no she don't and she never will