You change the color of your eyes
What you really mean is you don't really wanna be this way for good
You pick up the stuff that's just been laid
What you really mean is you gotta have some love for your day if you could

It only gets even worse, when I sleep
When I awake and my belly keeps sinkin'
So I wake up to the spiritual voice in my head
And it says,"Hey won't you listen?"
It can easily be left unheard, be left unsaid
But I listen, listen, maybe too heard

You pick up the stuff that's just been laid
What you really mean is ywou wanna be the one to lay them out if you could
Would you say, "Extra money would do?"
Do you do it cuz you have to?
Then who's making you do it?

So I ache, so I ache, it's more than I can take
It only gets even worse, when I sleep when I awake
So I ache, so I ache, it's more than I can take
It only gets even worse, when I sleep
When I awake and my belly keeps sinkin'
So I wake up to the spiritual voice in my head
And it says,"Hey won't you listen?"
It can easily be left unheard, be left unsaid
But I listen, listen, maybe too heard

So I ache, so I ache, it's more than I can take
It only gets even worse, when I sleep when I awake
So I ache, so I ache, it's more than I can take
It only gets even worse, when I sleep
When I awake and my belly keeps sinkin'
So I wake up to the spiritual voice in my head
And it says,"Hey won't you listen?"
It can easily be left unheard, be left unsaid
But I listen, listen, maybe too heard