Well she's sitting on the edge of my bed   Taking her shirt off over her head   I should be somewhere else but I am right here instead   As this old scene unfurls in this ever changing world      I ask myself how did I lose my woman for this here girl   Well she lays back like a queen   In some dark medieval dream   All at once god becomes a big old machine      And I've got one hand on the switch   Building up a fearsome itch   To turn him off for a little while   And dig myself a six foot ditch      'Cause every move she makes   Tempts this here bough to break   I know man lives on love   How much love can one man take      If there's a train coming I can't see it   If there's a lesson here I don't need it   I'm gonna slide right down into my own bad idea      So save it if you will   Stop the doctor, crush the pill   The simple life is overrated   I have simply had my fill