I've got to change my ways
Too many times you just string me along
Pass by your window, and what's in it for me?
Just some notes on your palm to read

Whose side are you on, anyway?
You got to get back to the water
I know my lines in the sand washed away
I've got to, I've got to change my ways

They threw the whole mess into the ocean
While filling out forms, fulfilled some fictional chores
Now I, I've got to change my ways
A cheaper suit, or a handful of days
Blessed all the blank walls, as they fall
Was it some rule you said you could bend
Or some corners to cut again?

Whose side are you on, anyway?
You got to get back to the water
I know my lines in the sand washed away
I've got to, I've got to change my ways
Ive got to change my ways, oh