Texty: Howie Day. Buzzing.

Buzzing and i'm flying
Everybody's trying too hard
This is just a guess
But less is more than more now
Step outside
It's colder than hell
But i will make sure that you're terrified

You can have a say
You can have a play
But you got some
www dot Smashed in the Morning dot com
It's a matter of decision making
Who you want to be
Stiff drunk revolutionary

Yeah, Yeah

I think we could talk things over
If you'll come by at quarter to midnight
You're so loud
You're waking up the neighbors
I'll act out
'Cause i'm buzzing for you, Baby
Yea, For you, Baby

It's not because i'm lazy
You are feeling crazy

Not now
Space and time
Don't feel amazed somehow
Step outside
It's colder than hell
But i will make sure that you're satisfied
Yeah, Tell me baby
I'll try and we could talk things
Over if you'll come by at quarter to midnight
And your so loud your waking up the
Neighbors dog and somehow
I'm still buzzing for you
Baby, Yea
For you baby
'An for you baby
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,
No, No, Thinkin about the time
Time you remember
While you dont
Space and time an we'll talk things over
Time
No, No, Never gonna cry about you
No, No, Never gonna cry about you
No, No, Never gonna cry about you
Lately, No, No, Ah No