Burn it all and break your home      This one's for the boys      You're a vain and shameless man         But hell, I love your voice         Skinny fingers and mumbling mouths      I'd like to mark your words   'cause sometimes I don't trust you when you're singing         Of love and play      It's the story of you            Losing to your daydream      You dancing with a smokescreen      Goin' under with your daydream      In the wake of a big machine      Honey, honey, and money and man         All my lonely boys      Easy with the sleight of hand         You're talking sweet 'bout the pain and the ladies            And sometimes you look ugly when you're happy      And sometimes you look better when you're down      A real good song         It's the story of you         Losing to your daydream      You dancing with a smokescreen      Goin' under with your daydream      You're sliding through the big sleep            Like you're tryin' to break my heart   Man, you can sing         And you can hate      And you can blame it on the stars   You're strung up in your guitar      You're strung out on who you are         Come on boys, it's time you let it go            (Losing to your daydream)      (You dancing with a smokescreen)   (Goin' under with your daydream)         (You're sliding through the big sleep)            See me losing to your daydream      See me dancing with your smokescreen      Going under with your daydream            In the wake of a big machine      In the wake of a big machine      In the wake of a big machine