Tone of voice, it's your choice,
It's as plain as all the words your eyes betray,
That's okay, it's not bothering me,
I understand catch your drift,
It's not exactly like it's something you could miss,
Hollow as the sea inside my heart,
There's a gate there's a fence,
I tried twice, but there's no getting over it,
I thought the cash was greener there, it's not,
I hope your boat rides the storm,
Hope you sleep where it is eternally warm,
Upon the waves of hollow seas inside your heart.

Well, in your heart, yeah, that's the place where you must answer the phone,
For every word, yeah, that you speak that leaves someone else alone.

Don't feel bad - hey, I don't,
First you say you will, and then you say you won't,
I'm still your friend, it's not bothering me,
I plug in air guitars, and the chords are just a prayer up past the stars,
Like the waves from hollow seas inside my heart.

Well, in your heart, yeah, that's the place where you must answer the phone,
For every word, yeah, that you speak that leaves someone else alone.

Sure it's trippy, sure it's sweet,
It's as plain as all the words your eyes betray,
That's okay...it's not bothering me,
It's not bothering me.

It's not bothering me,
It's not bothering me,
Yeah, it's not bothering me.

A worn out suit, no doubt borrowed,
Scent of old cologne, railroads, and sorrow,
God's love shines through a prism, so confused by television,
Honey, meet me at my house,
Kiss me full upon the mouth, like they do in San Francisco.

It's not bothering me,
It's not bothering me.