How to Do Nothing

It's been a really long summer

And I could really need

Something, something

Something, something you got

I should've never told you that

You're the only who's done it right

The first time, first time

Every single night I thank

Thank God, I thank God, thank God

You taught me how to decorate my mind

With new colors that I never seen before

If you think you really need

Something different

Nothing else matters

Nothing is better than this

I go two thousand miles for a weekend

Forty-eight hours, no sleeping

Gotta make sure that we eating

Probably think that I'm creeping

Told me that you're running out of time

Speeding down a highway of yellow lines

Thank you for teaching me how to do nothing

How to watch trains go by your bedroom window

Think I might move to Chicago

'Cause I really think I need

Something, something

Something, something you got

You're the one that told me

"Always look for the helpers"

You must be looking at me

If you think I want the money back

Swear that I can give you that

To hold it over your head

If you think you really need

Something different

Nothing else matters

Nothing is better than this

I go two thousand miles for a weekend

Forty-eight hours, no sleeping

She like it better in the deep end

Probably think that I'm tweaking

Say she trying to enjoy her prime

Speeding down a highway of yellow lines

Thank you for teaching me how to do nothing

How to watch trains go by your bedroom window