Five in the morning, you know we couldn't sleep
Might be inspiration but it's been this way for weeks
And weeks. And weeks. And weeks. And weeks
Do us all a favor; admit thy defeat, through the back of the head
And maybe we'll sleep with the lights off
Bring me a gla** of water
It must be good and clean. I'll chug it it with the dosage that I'm not to exceed
And leave the hat on the bed. Leave the hat on the bed, leave the hat on the bed, leave the hat on the bed, leave the hat on the bed. And maybe we'll sleep with lights off
Turn out the lights. Just hold me tight. Sleep through the night, could you, with me?