There's a wishing well and I'm a penny short
If I don't make a splash, if I don't make it count
Then I'll be bankrupt
There's a wedding bell, and a rental tux
And a rice parade on your wedding day
To avoid bad luck
There is dumbstuck love, like a slot machine
All the lights and bells make you spend in spells
Until your wallet's clean
To the hotel bar, on to a cheaper fling
We can experiment with new drugs, new sex, new anything
But Ellie, if your life is better would you tell me
How you got so god damn strong
Cause I've been off and on from song to song
Alone with a cold meal, and a press release
The diner speaks in the language of all the empty seats
To a new town, slept at a camping ground
With every breeze you could hear the chorus through the trees sing
And the wishing wells are filled with misread expectations
And the wishing wells are filled with misread expectations