Three A.M. weeknight
Shot up in bed
Stood over the kitchen counter
And began banging my head
And I finally felt I'm on the beat
Come taste my take it leave it lifestyle
It's not bested me
I saw that you'd made
Our likeness in sand
If you don't like this life
Well then I guess I understand
That the waves are change
And they're on the beat
They crash into this no moat likeness
And your surfboard's sleek
Changes they come
Oh so very fast
And the obstacle in love
Don't you ever relax
Whole week in bed
I couldn't move my legs
And you kept me real well fed yeah
Woke me up when I looked dead
And I'm rearranged
You're on the beat
I like the steady warmth you conjure
It helps me sleep
Changes they come
Oh so very fast
But the rate that we adapt
As of yet unsurpa**ed