Today my heart thinks it's a wrestler It taps in and out It stares me down from the corner And then it's pinning my ass to the floor That's alright I don't wanna fight anymore I make the coffee, I fry some eggs But my fast just won't break I'm moving through the day with the speed Of a leftover cinderblock in the yard That's just fine I don't wanna try too hard I ran into a stranger who screamed in my ear All for a simple mistake I tried to turn it into origami But then it slid up my arm like a snake That ain't bad It sure beats getting mad Or jumping headfirst through a window Without stopping to lift up the pane But that's just talk I don't walk that walk today I think I'll check out a safe deposit box I'll deposit my head I'll leave it all up to my hands and my feet My stomach can do the thinking instead Won't that be nice I won't have to think twice Again It's all OK Sometimes it's just hard to play the game