Sanoja: Phantom Planet. Raise The Dead. Too Much Too Often.

It's showing in your face, you're out night after night
Came with a hungry heart, losing my appetite
Hours just keep passing by, I'll start wondering
About the hole that you became and I keep falling in

So now without stopping, it's too much too often
Out of the cradle and into the coffin
You're gonna get down and out on the double
If it starts with attraction it ends up in trouble

It looks like theater seats around an open bar
I see the clientele for who they really are
Just people chasing parties like a few we had before
And when this evening's over I will search this one for more

So now without stopping, it's too much too often
Out of the cradle and into the coffin
If you should fall they'll sweep you under the table
Now where will you be that it's too much too often?

Too much, too much
Too much, too much, too much

And now without stopping, it's too much too often
Out of the cradle and into the coffin
You're gonna get down and out on the double
If it starts with attraction it ends up in trouble

Now without stopping, it's too much too often
Out of the cradle and into the coffin
If you should fall they'll sweep you under the table
Where will you be that it's too much too often?

After the after hours
What was sweet turns so sour
Oh, you taste the, the bitterest

Too much, too much
Too much, too much, too much