Haven't you heard?

You tell me I don't listen
but I do
You tell me I don't care
but that's not true
You tell me that I'm rude
But you know what, so are you

If I didn't listen, how do I know all the lies you've said?
If I didn't care, then what about all those tears I've shed?
Maybe, just maybe, you may have misread

I listen when you audibly sigh as I walk into the room
I watch as you roll your eyes and fill the air with gloom
I listen as you excuse yourself to another room
To get away from me, I can only assume.

I'm sorry I'm too tired to cling to your every word.
I'm sorry I can't see through all the bullshit, my vision is blurred
I'm sorry for the wrath of hell in me you've stirred
But most of all I'm not sorry for the way your about to get it, after all, I'm a bitch, haven't you heard?