[Verse 1] Johnnys on the back porch drinking red wine He knows that it could be the very last time He raises the glass up to his lips and wonders How could a boy from a little bay town Grow up to be a man, fly the whole world round Then end back up on the same damn ground he started [Chorus] You might not get what you pay for You know that nothings for sure And an open heart looks a lot like the wilderness [Verse 2] Lately hes been thinking bout the meaning of time The small amount were given must be some sort of crime Yet the little we have feels like too much most of the time He takes another sip of that blood red wine Just waiting on the stars that will never align A little luck, a little love, a little light and hell be doing just fine [Chorus] But you might not get what you pay for You know that nothings for sure And an open heart looks a lot like the wilderness [Bridge] So open up your heart, take it out And put it back in Signs are all around you Let it begin [Chorus] You might not get what you pay for You know that nothings for sure And an open heart looks a lot like the wilderness You might not get what you pay for You know that nothings for sure And an open heart looks a lot like the wilderness
wilderness, open, pay, lot, sure