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
