Lost On The Way To Load-In
Lost on the way to load in.
And ooh how blank stares from your peers can hurt.
And it's hot enough in New Orleans.
Called me a car to Logan.
Got picked up by another at PDX.
And it's hard enough when you're not famous.
Ooh-"words and guitar" -- he's got it.
And ooh how I love to watch him work.
But it's hot enough when you're not famous.
Should you give it all, who could blame ya?
But I write too many songs about the process. Oh-ho woah...
And ooh it's only 'cause it's on your mind and on your tongue --
you force your process onto everyone.
Everyone. Awww...
But it's hard enough when you're not famous.
Should you leave it all, who could blame ya?
But when you come back, don't think to save us, no-wo-ho...
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon!
Lost on the way to load in.
And ooh how blank stares from your peers can hurt.
And it's hot enough in New Orleans.
Called me a car to Logan.
Got picked up by another at PDX.
And it's hard enough when you're not famous.
Ooh-"words and guitar" -- he's got it.
And ooh how I love to watch him work.
But it's hot enough when you're not famous.
Should you give it all, who could blame ya?
But I write too many songs about the process. Oh-ho woah etc...
And ooh it's only 'cause it's on your mind and on your tongue --
you force your process onto everyone. Awww...
And it's hard enough when you're not famous.
Should you leave it all, who could blame ya?
But when you come back, don't think to save us, no-wo-ho...
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon!
