Every Few Days - Theo Katzman

Every few days, the floor needs sweeping

(Every few days, every few days)

The garbage is full, the sink is leaking

(Every few days, every few days)

Every few days, there’s a mess you’ve made

Bouncing checks, parking tickets you swore that you paid

Every few days, you say

Every few days, you say

The real world is killing me slowly

The real world is bringing me down

The real world is loving me only

As much as I let it, and nothing more

As much as I let it, and nothing more

Every few days, the chopping block is

(Every few days, every few days)

Slashing a hole in both your pockets

(Every few days, every few days)

Every few days, raise a glass to your face

Strike a match for the years on your birthday cake

Every few days, you say

Every few days, you say

The real world is killing me slowly

The real world is bringing me down

The real world is loving me only

As much as I let it, and nothing more

As much as I let it, and nothing more

Every few you days, you’re fine

Just a few days on the grind

You left your faith behind some other door

Which one, you don’t know

Every few days, you say

Every few days, you say

The real world is killing me slowly

The real world is bringing me down

The real world is loving me only

As much as I let it, and nothing more

As much as I let it, and nothing more

(Every few days, every few days) Every few days

(Every few days, every few days) Hey, hey

(Every few days, every few days) Every few days

Oh every few days, every few days