Antidote to Being Bored

She loves the sound of the trees

And sunny days on the beach

She's asking, "Hold my hand"

As she's sinking in the sand

Watching her soul disappear

She don't like saying please

And fake American cheese

But she's still got demand

Falling down onto the man (I feel you slipping, slipping away)

Feel like I am losing grip (Away from here)

She promised me she'd quit

She's my antidote to being bored

She's my antidote to being bored

You always say you're in pain

But you're outside when it rains

I love the chemical

Checking all your medicals out

Put on a pedestal

Can't you say I'm sensible now (I feel you slipping, slipping away)

Falling down in the pit (Away from here)

I tripped over your shit

She's my antidote to being bored

She's my antidote to being bored