You're moving through the rough waters, motel boy
And swimming in your sleep
How could I be so blind, mis-sighted
Not to see there's something wounded deep?
Anyone could scratch your surface now
It's all amphetamine
You're blasting yourself into the present
To blur some past indignity, say that

You say that you hate it
You want to re-create it

I've been around, I've been your lover
I let it go at Kill Devil Hills
You're coming onto something so fast, so numb
That you can't even feel

You're drinking raw adrenal, baby
And do-si-do, saddo
You're eating cartilage, shark-eyes, shark-heart, all present tense
And boy, your blood is running cold
Listen! This is now, this is here this is me
This is what I wanted you to see
That was then, that was that that is gone, that is past
You cast yourself, cast passed by, thrown down fast

You say, you say that you hate it
You want to re-create it

I've been around, I've been your lover
I let it go at Kill Devil Hills
You're coming onto something so fast, so numb
That you can't even feel

You love it, you hate it
You want to re-create it
Now! This is here, this is me
This is what I wanted you to see
That was then, that was that, that is gone
That is what I wanted you to feel

You love it, you hate it
You're spitting out the bitter pill

I've been around, I've been your lover
I let it go at Kill Devil Hills
You're coming onto something so fast, so numb
That you can't even feel, whoa
I've been around, I've been your lover
I let it go at Kill Devil Hills, whoa
You're coming onto something so fast, so numb
That you can't even feel
I've been around, I've been your lover
I let it go at Kill Devil Hills, whoa
You're coming onto something so fast, so numb
That you can't even feel

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Bill Berry, Michael Mills, Michael Stipe, Peter Buck