Verse 1EWalking through the airport with no money I can spend
I Ehad two weeks to be at home and now I'm out again
And your Gguarantees won't Acover what you Elost
It's just Gmoney, it's just Atime, it's what it Ecosts
Ten Ethousand and still owing while my feet don't touch the floor
They Esaid to get a second job, one that pays me more
Two Gmonths of selling Aout most of the Eshows
I'd sure Glike to see where Aall that money EgoesChorus 1EMiscommunication
They Bwant you to Athink
You think too EmuchA.
You think too EmuchA.
Verse 2I Emoved down to New Orleans thinking love would reappear
But Epeople tell you everything but what you wanna hear
You reGlied on fiAxated compaEny
Now you're Gdrowning in your Aego's gluttoEny
So you Etrade those double white lines
For moments you can fill
With Enew ideas and promises
And pain you never feel
There's conGfusion in the Acomfort that it Ebrings
Still, you're Ghoping they just Alike the way you EsingChorusEDisassociation
They Bwant you to Athink
You think too EmuchA.
You think too EmuchA.
You think too EmuchAE.
EGAE.
EGAE.
BAEAEA.
Verse 3So you Etry not to remember the way love would feel
When Egiving it to someone, it's part of you they steal
The way he Gmoves it unAfolds me like a Eflower
In the Gmusic of the Asunlight's final Ehour
May your Eheart become a tin box
Where your cigarettes are stored
You can Ehand them out to passerby's
And greet them at your door
Like an Gangel with an Aeye for wounded Esouls
You colGlect their haunted Afaces for your EhomeChorus 3EMisassociation
Was Ball that they could Asay
You think too EmuchA.
You think too EmuchA.
You think too EmuchAE.
