For When You Don't Hear It Right

Every time I see you down,
I remind you,
that the world's still movin' around,
we're all breathin' in different beats,
to maintain the rhythm,
the sequence of living,
take that however you'll take it,
straight black,
sugar and cream,
laid back,
focused on the details,
whatever you say,
I know what you mean,
and then I get to your apartment,
you're lying there on the floor,
with the bottle in your hand,
a note you wrote 'cause you were tired,
of thinking the same hackneyed thoughts,
you're done trying to understand,
every time I see you down,
I remind you,
that the world's still movin' around,
we're all breathin' in different beats,
to maintain the rhythm,
the sequence of living,
take that however you'll take it,
straight black,
sugar and cream,
and then I get to your apartment,
you're lying there on the floor,
with the bottle in your hand,
a note you wrote 'cause you were tired,
of thinking the same hackneyed thoughts,
you're done trying to understand.