Four Years

The girl is back, takes a drag off her cigarette
 Clothes on her back, she'll shrug you off with just one laugh
 And she's so calm
 And she's so calm
 And her indifference could burn the whole place down
 You do so many things, You do so many things
 And I love you for it, but I usually forget
 You do so many things, You do so many things
 And I love you for it, but I usually forget
 The boy is left, trying to sort through all the mess
 Became so attached to feeling like a piece of trash
 And he's so numb
 And he's so numb
 And his indifference could burn the whole place down
 You do so many things, You do so many things
 And I love you for it, but I usually forget
 You do so many things, You do so many things
 And I love you for it, but I usually forget
 And even when the dogs don't bark coming in at three o'clock
 Do you want me?
 Or is it funny to ya?
 Oh My
 You do so many things, You do so many things
 And I love you for it
 You do so many things, You do so many things
 And I love you for it, but I usually forget