I Don't Care Anymore

I came to the city from the deep south, when the mills shut down. I married a man who treated me, like he bought me by the pound. Packed my bags and left, with just 20 dollars in my purse, took a lot of jobs, went from bad to worse. Now my money's gone, I'm lying here on this lumpy bed. Now I don't know if I'm better off, alive or dead. Hotel room west side, east side, men knocking at my door, hotel room west side, east side, and I don't care anymore. Then I met a guy smooth as silk, in a midtown bar, he told me with my good looks, I'd go very far. I didn't know what he meant, I thought he was heaven sent, 'til I found out his sweet talking, added up to street walking. That was the part, it finally broke my heart, I'm lying here on this lumpy bed, I don't know if I'm better off, alive or dead. Hotel room west side, east side, men knocking at my door, hotel room west side, east side, and I don't care anymore. don't care anymore, money's all gone, don't care anymore, men knocking at my door.