Ten thousand words swarm around my head Ten million more in books written beneath my bed                                               I wrote or read them all when searchin’ in the swarms Still can’t find out how to hold my hands                                      And I know you need me in the next room over but I am stuck in here all paralyzed For months I got myself in ruts Too much time spent in mirrors framed in yellow walls Ain’t it like most people? I’m no different We love to talk on things we don’t know about                                 Ain’t it like most people? I’m no different We love to talk on things we don’t know about                                 And everyone around me shakes their head in disbelief And says I’m too caught up                                                       They say young is good and old is fine and truth is cool but all that matters Is that you have your good times                       But their good times come with prices And I can’t believe it when I hear the jokes they make At anyone’s expense except their own Would they laugh if they knew who paid? Chorus And after we are through ten years Of making it to be the most of glorious debuts   I’ll come back home without my things Cause the clothes I wore out there I will not wear round you And they’ll be quick to point out our shortcomings And how the experts all have had their doubts Chorusx2