Lyrics:

Time and time again, Lord, I've been going through the motions
As a means to an end but the ends don't seem to meet
Walking around just living the dream anytime I take the notion
'Til the truth comes bubbling up so bittersweet
Ain't no point getting outta bed when you ain't living the dream
It's like making a big old pot of coffee when you ain't got no cream
I don't need to change my strings 'cause the dirt don't hurt the way I sing
Oh, I don't have to do a goddamn thing, sit around and wait to die

Well I been waiting on an angel waitress, come and take my order
Tell me all about the special today
Staring at a puddle of mud in my spoon couldn't be much boarder
Hoping them circles don't call back telling me to start today
That old man upstairs, he wears a crooked smile
Staring down on the chaos he created
He said, 'Son, if you ain't having fun just wait a little while
Momma's gonna wash it all away, and she thinks mercy's overrated'

Ain't no point getting outta bed when you ain't living the dream
It's like making a big old pot of coffee when you ain't got no cream
I don't need to change my strings 'cause the dirt don't hurt the way I sing
Oh, I don't have to do a goddamn thing, sit around and wait to die
Oh, I don't have to do a goddamn thing, sit around and wait to die