When the sun goes down and the work days ends my thoughts drift away to a place I pretend I’m throwing rocks at you, big rocks at you, really hard.
When I wake up in the morning and rub the sleep from my eyes, I try not think much about you but once again I’m throwing rocks at you big rocks at you, I’m trying to hit your head.
When I close my eyes in the evening and I drift off in my bed I want to dream of pleasant things but I always dream of throwing rocks at your head.
Throwing rocks at you throwing rocks at you please stand still so I can get you in the head.