This man lives in the ocean
He puts his favourite clothes on
And drifts away day after day
And you cant hear me call
This man needs a direction
You want my blind affection
And Im not sorry that I came
I stayed too long thats all

And youre a bad habit
Glad of it
Im not so sure I can help you
Sad for it
Thanks for it
Im not so sure I can make you

Stop your crying its not helping
Stop your crying its 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 wont do to comfort you
Each time you cough or call
You think I wanted to use you
Complex issues just confuse you
You dont care youre unaware
How far these things can fall