This is as easy as it gets For just someone to want to forget You may say that I hate you I would say I can't blame you I am the unprotected sex I am the forgetting to get dressed She says the name as an afterthought A dozen kisses don't mean a lot I am the gap between your thighs The dotting of your T's the crossing of your I's You say I'm wasted and I say hello Aren't we the boys you wanted to know?