Bright Eyes, No Brains

Sad eyes soaked in shame, or so he claims
 Bad ideas drain, so pray for rain
 Bright eyes, no brains
 High time, low aim
 All we want to get is our way
 Act like we respect and we get paid
 Bright eyes, no brains
 High time, low aim
 Dead men walk but does it matter?
 Talk is cheap so cut the chatter
 Make no sound 'cause it compounds
 Your mistakes won't be unmade
 And you bird won't fly like a plane
 Always judge the new things, they're all the same
 Only when it's you, l are things okay
 Bright eyes, no brains
 High time, low aim
 Long words stray from plain, they're all the same
 I try, you complain, consume the pain
 Bright eyes, no brains
 High time, low aim
 Dead men walk but does it matter
 Talk is cheap so cut the chatter
 Make no sound 'cause it compounds
 Your mistakes won't be unmade
 And your bird won't fly like a plane
 Bright eyes, no brains
 High time, low aim
 Bright eyes, no brains
 High time, low aim