Innumerable Things Lyrics

The innumerable things we compute in our head

Like the distance from a cold beer divided by bed

And the pitch of her elbow when she leaned in and said

These numbers won't save you from death

You feel bad about what you did

But not bad enough to never do it again

You feel fat and you feel thin

But you don't feel nothing till you feel everything

Like the numerous things that you keep by your bed

A lighter and a cell phone, some pictures of friends

And the letter that I wrote to you that pretty much said

It doesn't add up to love you and that's why

You feel bad about what you did

But not bad enough to never do it again

You feel fat and you feel thin

But you don't feel nothing till you feel everything

You feel bad about what you did

But not bad enough to never do it again

You feel fat and you feel thin

But you don't feel nothing till you feel everything

The innumerable things we compute in our head

Endless estimations of our every little step

The signs on the wall that I should have just read

I'm still not quite sure how to subtract you from my head

The equations of our futures aren't connecting on both ends

These innumerable things make you feel a bit sad