Girls in the bathroom stall talk
The waving hands friends
They take long walks
So they can feel again
And everyone here has a little fear
They never asked how bridges and tunnels work
But we still drive on them
Sigh like a middle-aged man
Alone in your room
With the AC on blast
What are you gonna do?
Going to bed with a sticky head
Dragging today's shit into tomorrow, well
At least you're doing that less
Nothing happens all the time
Nothing and everything
Send me down the water slide
And all that I'm carrying
Into the funnel falls
The tunnels and the bathroom stalls
Nothing happens all the time
You're simultaneously
The most direct and circuitous thing
I've ever messed with
I've got a knack for sitting back
Letting my feet stretch out in the shallow end
But you don't know that yet
Nothing happens all the time
Nothing and everything
Send me down the water slide
And all that I'm carrying
Into the funnel falls
The puddles and the oceans, ah
Nothing happens all the time
And my body's made of something
I could describe it just as well
As a five year old could
They'd say bones are the wood
And the rest is fluff and blood
And it all begins to flood
And the flood floats the house
And the tunnels close down
And it goes and leaves me mud
Nothing happens all the time
Nothing and everything
Send me down the water slide
And all that I'm carrying
Into the funnel falls
The wood, the beams, the bones, the walls
Nothing happens all the time
