The more I hurt, the less I feel
The more I know,
the less I rest in this lone star state on mine

Say it straight, don't bend my ear
When I'm walking lost in the evening air
You two-step into my idle heart,
tearing up my songs with minor cords now

The more I saw the less I worked
Now that can't be good for some boy out of love,
out of touch, out of lust, out of
soul, not of song

The more I hurt, the less I feel