Boring

Time moves fast, I wonder why

Is it 'cause we're fading?

All these years are flying by

Aren't you glad we made it?

I miss you, I love you

And I'm counting the days

I can be with you again and see your face

I'll never be more than four miles away

I know I'm leaving now

But I'm coming back to you

Nothing else I'd rather do

I'm not looking for change

Not playing chaotic games

I need the boring mundane

So I'm coming back to you

Nothing else I'd rather do

Spontaneity ruins my life

Well, I think I hate it

There's too many options

It overwhelms my mind

So I choose the same shit

Never thought I'd be the one to give my heart a break

For a quiet life with you, I'll do whatever it takes

You'll never find me more than four miles away

I know I'm leaving now

But I'm coming back to you

Nothing else I'd rather do

I'm not looking for change

Not playing chaotic games

I need the boring mundane

So I'm coming back to you

Nothing else I'd rather do