Wake up You're getting high on your own supply Oh baby you're still alive when you could've died The world is not round because of you You know I'm not around because of you
You've got a mouthful of diamonds And a pocketful of secrets I know you're never telling anyone Because the patterns they control your mind Those patterns take away my time Hello, goodbye
Wasted You tell the truth when you could've lied Troubles are on the rise cause you're in disguise, Oh And if it isn't be Then pack your bags and leave I wish I could believe blue devils won't take you back out to the salty seas
You've got a mouthful of diamonds And a pocketful of secrets I know you're never telling anyone Because the patterns they control your mind Those patterns take away my time Hello, goodbye
