Texty: Sullivan. Down Here, We All Float.

Something isn't right, I see it in your face
Don't try and leave me here
I can't be a better boy than the one you had before
As the rain seeps through your aged and tired dress

When I whisper, here me say
Find your exit, find your exit
Don't you want to find your exit
Because the door swings both ways

Help me out and flash the lights so I know
It's not my fault you're perfect in every way
We'll get along, we'll get along, I swear it
Lock the door and who knows, we might be floating on for too long

You don't want to tell the truth
And I don't want what you have left inside
Could I be the better one between us if I turn around and run this time
Cursed, are the ones who tell, all the dirty deeds go on at night

Stop, because the wolves are quickly on your trail
If you don't hide your scent before they
Cursed, are the ones who tell, all the dirty deeds go on at night
Stop, because the wolves are quickly on your trail
If you don't hide your scent before they catch you

Help me out and flash the lights so I know
It's not my fault you're perfect in every way
We'll get along, we'll get along I swear it
Lock the door and who knows, we might be floating on for too long

I can't be a better boy than the one you had before
I can't be a better boy than the one you had before
I can't be a better boy than the one you had before
For that, I apologize