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?



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 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



Ain’t it like most people? I’m no different

We love to talk on things we don’t know about