Too much talk makes my ears burn
Watch me as my eyes turn
Inside my head
It's hard when you lose a lover
And you lose a best friend
In the same day

I guess it's just a matter of time
Before my life, will come to an end
And it's got me confused
About some things
Some things called, 'You'

I'll make a home inside of the ocean
West of California, where it's warm
You can visit me if you want to
If you think it suits you, under there

I guess it's just a matter of time
Before my life, will come to an end
And it's got me confused
About some things
Some things called, 'You'

Love is hard to find
If you don't realize that it's love
Love is hard to find
If you don't realize that it could be the end
(This is a breakdown, can you feel it? I'm gonna do a solo with my mouth, bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah)

I guess it's just a matter of time
Before my life, will come to an end
And it's got me confused
About some things
Some things called, 'You'

Too much talk makes my ears burn
Watch me as my eyes turn
Inside my head

I think I did that pre-maturely

Too much talk makes my ears burn
Watch me as my eyes turn
Inside my head

(That was very rough but-)