The alarm went off, playing her favorite song
She hit snooze again, knowing it was wrong
There was nothing she’d rather do,
Then stay in bed all day
With her young lover, they’d cuddle and play

The alarm was relentless
She had to get up
When she looked over at him
He was refilling his cup

Did he sleep at all?
Has he been up all night?
He’s still drinking,
Is that right?

He staggered over to the bed
looking all shook up
His face a tint of green
Was he going to throw up?

Living in the fast lane
Is it pleasure or is it pain
Doesn’t seem to matter
As long as you can’t feel
Hiding in your bottle
Where nothing is real

So much for the cuddling
So much for this day
She jumped in the shower
She had to get away

She left her apartment
He was passed out
What would she find tonight
She really had no doubt

How can she help him
It’s not even love
It’s just pure compassion
From the Lord above