she says we got time

that was last month

staring at the clock tick

it's making me go crazy

she don't know nothing

i know we got a whole life

but that's not enough

what if we die young
and never even feel love

sometimes everything isn't enough
satisfied with somewhat
i try to believe

my coffin waiting six feet under
the sand is running down

it's all about the time and day

if something's going to change