Car Windows

I think too much, and it
Comes back to haunt me later
I could turn it up, but it
Won't make my heart beat louder
I wanna know what is
Made of gilded brass
And what is really made of gold
Like the condensation on my car windows
My car window-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohs

Crazy like my dad i've been
Burning like a dollar bill, i'm
21 years mad if I
Sink and save my heart away and
Give you all I had, would you
Beat the path inside of me and
Make pretend i'm dad
Through the condensation on these car windows
These car windows

And what I really wanna know
Is what's theirs and what's just made for them to show
Do you really wanna grow old?
You always gotta give in when you are told