She asked me a question
It got me thinking about myself
About what I'm feeling
Well I'm still not sure of that answer
The question was why do you put up with me?
It's all one way
I do too much, to get nothing back
And you think I do too little

I do it for the moment you smile
I do it for that look in your eye
I do it for the time when we just connect
But mostly I do it
All for you

Deposit too much to give a shit we find
Spend too much time with you for you just to hang out
Spend too much time just thinking about you
Cuz you say that I don't mind
You say I don't mind

I don't care about your old boyfriends
I don't care when you act just like a child
I don't care about the essay in itself
I care when I get to hear you read it to me