[Verse]
Time and time again, Lord, I been going through the motions
It's a means to an end, but the ends don't seem to meet
Walking around living the dream anytime I take the notion
Till the truth comes bubbling up so bittersweet
[Chorus]
Ain't no point getting outta bed, if 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
I don't have to do a Goddamn thing except sit around and wait to die
[Verse]
Well, I've been waiting on an angel waitress to 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 bored-er
Hoping them circles on the paper don't call back telling me to start today
[Verse]
That old man upstairs, he wears a crooked smile
Staring down on the chaos he created
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'
[Chorus]
Ain't no point getting outta bed, if you ain't living the dream
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
I don't have to do a Goddamn thing except sit around and wait to die
Time and time again, Lord, I been going through the motions
It's a means to an end, but the ends don't seem to meet
Walking around living the dream anytime I take the notion
Till the truth comes bubbling up so bittersweet
[Chorus]
Ain't no point getting outta bed, if 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
I don't have to do a Goddamn thing except sit around and wait to die
[Verse]
Well, I've been waiting on an angel waitress to 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 bored-er
Hoping them circles on the paper don't call back telling me to start today
[Verse]
That old man upstairs, he wears a crooked smile
Staring down on the chaos he created
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'
[Chorus]
Ain't no point getting outta bed, if you ain't living the dream
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
I don't have to do a Goddamn thing except sit around and wait to die
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