This man lives in the ocean He puts his favourite clothes on And drifts away day after day And you can't hear me call This man needs a direction You want my blind affection And I'm not sorry that I came I stayed too long that's all
And you're a bad habit Glad of it I'm not so sure I can help you Sad for it Thanks for it I'm not so sure I can make you
Stop your crying it's not helping Stop your crying it's no help Did you still think that my love Could make you special
Pulled me in on a high tide How well you hid your flipside It won't do to comfort you Each time you cough or call You think I wanted to use you Complex issues just confuse you You don't care you're unaware How far these things can fall
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