eight the clothes are packed off to goodwill i said my good-byes up on that hill the house is empty , the furniture sold soon your smells will decay to mold do n't know why i bother calling , ai n't nobody answering do n't know why i bother singing , ai n't nobody listening `` disconnect '' collateral damage , track 10 ever hear the one about that dog that spent its life chasing cars and finally caught one-and had no idea what to do with it ?