Antidote To Being Bored

She loves the sound of the trees
And sunny days on the beach
She's askin', "Hold my hand"
As she's sinkin' in the sand
Watching her soul disappear

She don't like sayin' please
And fake American cheese
She's still got the demand
Fallin' down onto the man (I feel you slippin', slippin' away)
Feel like I am loosing grip
She promised me that 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, checkin' all your medicals out
Put on a pedestal, can't you say I'm sensible now
Fallin' down in the pit
I tripped over your shit

She's my antidote to being bored
She's my antidote to being bored