And this life I lead Beyond my means Jeans rolled up and blue You made that face down by the market place I didn't know what to do
It's you It's you It's only you It's you It's you It's you
And pray to God the tides are low You found my body on the shore With pockets full of sand and stone Cause I died from sailing alone
And this life I lead It's wrong It's cheap I'm constantly wrapped up in blues She slapped my face down by the marketplace What the hell did I just do?
I lose I lose I always lose I lose I lose I lose
And pray to God the tides are low (Cause I died from sailing) You found my body on the shore (Cause I died from sailing) With pockets full of sand and stone Cause I died from sailing
Pray to God the tides are low (Cause I died from sailing) You found my body on the shore (Cause I died from sailing) With pockets full of sand and stone Cause I died from sailing alone.
