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