There are a thousand lights on
There are at least a thousand excuses
There are a thousand things that I won't do tomorrow
I don't know if I recount them for a while
Don't confound me, don't confound me, don't
A thousand reasons to suffer
And a thousand emptinesses to fill out
A thousand questions that I've got just for me
So, don't you confound me now
Don't answer me, don't confound me, don't