houses don't know that they're housesnpets dont know they're your petsnthey spend their whole lives confined to those houses, they've got nothing to compare it withnnhipsters don't know that they're hipstersnbad guys don't think that they're badnpeople don't know that they're teaching eachothernto want only what they can't havennso what don't I know that I am?nwhat don't you know that you arenI feel like driving, all night with my brothernin a car that doesn't know it's a carnnand the sun doesn't know it sustains usnand the clock doesn't know it's on timenso every 29th of february, every four yearsnsomehow it doesn't feel like much in our mindsnbut this song doesn't know that its emptynand this room doesn't know its a signnand people keep driftin' in and out of my lifenthey don't even know that its wrongnnonly a fool speaks in absolutesnthey never know that they arenwhat if tonight we just all cleansed ourselvesnin stars that don't know that they're starsncause what if it's really that easy?nwe only think that we know that it's hard