Songtexte: Phantom Planet. Raise The Dead. Too Much Too Often.
It's showing in your face, you're out night after night
Came with a hungry heart, losing my appetite
Hours just keep passing by, I'll start wondering
About the hole that you became and I keep falling in
So now without stopping, it's too much too often
Out of the cradle and into the coffin
You're gonna get down and out on the double
If it starts with attraction it ends up in trouble
It looks like theater seats around an open bar
I see the clientele for who they really are
Just people chasing parties like a few we had before
And when this evening's over I will search this one for more
So now without stopping, it's too much too often
Out of the cradle and into the coffin
If you should fall they'll sweep you under the table
Now where will you be that it's too much too often?
Too much, too much
Too much, too much, too much
And now without stopping, it's too much too often
Out of the cradle and into the coffin
You're gonna get down and out on the double
If it starts with attraction it ends up in trouble
Now without stopping, it's too much too often
Out of the cradle and into the coffin
If you should fall they'll sweep you under the table
Where will you be that it's too much too often?
After the after hours
What was sweet turns so sour
Oh, you taste the, the bitterest
Too much, too much
Too much, too much, too much
Came with a hungry heart, losing my appetite
Hours just keep passing by, I'll start wondering
About the hole that you became and I keep falling in
So now without stopping, it's too much too often
Out of the cradle and into the coffin
You're gonna get down and out on the double
If it starts with attraction it ends up in trouble
It looks like theater seats around an open bar
I see the clientele for who they really are
Just people chasing parties like a few we had before
And when this evening's over I will search this one for more
So now without stopping, it's too much too often
Out of the cradle and into the coffin
If you should fall they'll sweep you under the table
Now where will you be that it's too much too often?
Too much, too much
Too much, too much, too much
And now without stopping, it's too much too often
Out of the cradle and into the coffin
You're gonna get down and out on the double
If it starts with attraction it ends up in trouble
Now without stopping, it's too much too often
Out of the cradle and into the coffin
If you should fall they'll sweep you under the table
Where will you be that it's too much too often?
After the after hours
What was sweet turns so sour
Oh, you taste the, the bitterest
Too much, too much
Too much, too much, too much
Phantom Planet