Hot Nonsense

If you make it up, as you go along
It could turn into her favorite song
It's important to know, not to start looking for
Something that was never there in the first place
It's a change of heart, it's a step above
And it's harder when you've got no one to make love to
Won't hold it against you

It's northwestern aesthetic and it's new england rhetoric
And it's southern hospitality, and it's good old fashion ignorance
And I'm all alone, save for six or seven sorry souls
The syntax on the honor roll says it's not worth selling my soul for this

The lights are on, nobody's home
Turn off your mind, just let the words go
The lights are on, nobody's home
Turn off your mind, just let the words go

It's almost as pathetic as it is crazy and hectic
It's a matter of opinion that you form from an eclectic taste
And people watch out for people crying over their gold watch
They've got a soft spot, for people who think that they're lost

The lights are on, nobody's home
Turn off your mind, just let the words go
The lights are on, nobody's home
Turn off your mind, just let the words go

And I know all the songs I write might start to bum you out
But they make me feel better, yeah they make me feel better
And I know that all these songs I write might start to bum you out
But they make me feel better, I'm just trying to get better

And I know all the songs I write might start to bum you out
They make me feel better, yeah they make me feel better
And I know that all these songs I write might start to bum you out
But they make me feel better, I'm just trying to get better

If you make it up, as you go along
It could turn into, her favorite song