What My Head Tells My Heart

You cheesy little engine of hope
You really effed us up
By hoping on and dreamin careless dreams

And every time you conjure up another goddamn hopeless wish
Well, you just don't learn, you just can't learn it seems

What you just don't see
Is how much your hope hurts me
There's nothing worse than wishing on star

So, stop your hoping now
And lets figure out just how
We're gonna get a little further than we are

Can we do that please?

You silly little maker of wants
You never give it up
There's always something else you feel we need

But can't you see that everything good that's ever come to us
Was a result of work and sweat and bleeding

What you just don't see
Is how much your hope hurts me
There's nothing worse than wishing on star

So, stop your hoping now
And lets figure out just how
We're gonna get a little further than we are

Can we do that please?

It's incremental steps
It's incremental steps
It's incremental steps
It's incremental steps
It's incremental steps
Oh can't you see?