All the Wrong Reasons

There is a U and I in music
As in you get something out of music I make
And that something 
Doesn’t have to please you

Playing music gives me a high like no other
You play for others, I say why bother
Cheesy love songs
Just aren’t my thing

Your Buddy Holly glasses went out in ’64
Does that wallet chain have a ball attached?
You’re married to your fucking image
And play for all the wrong reasons