Self-loathing is quaint
You told me, showing restraint
Now you're gone, and I'm lost
In the swells, I am tossed
Bobbing and choaking and losing the fight in the fog
You said forever
Tell me why can't you stay?
I'd ride in your pocket all day
But I just don't fit, say the word and I'll change
I'm throwing a party tonight
I drink more than a sailor I'm sure
Pour the rum in my eyes, tell me lies
Oh...
Drunk since Saturday
Without you, without restraint
(Ahhh)
It still stings where you stung
Water swings in my lungs
I'm starving for words that would ration my sadness away
Tell me forever
Tell me you'll come back to stay
I'd ride in your pocket all day
But I just don't fit, say the word and I'll change
I'm throwing a party tonight
I drink more than a sailor I'm sure
Pour the rum in my eyes, tell me lies
You were the mermaid for me
Till one day, you found your feet
Leaving me
In the God-awful bottle, a model of heartache and grief
I'd ride in your pocket all day
But I just don't fit, say the word and I'll change
I'm throwing a party tonight
I drink more than a sailor I'm sure
Pour the rum in my eyes, tell me lies
Writer(s): Andrew Volpe, Timothy Ferrell, Timothy Convy, Matthew Palermo, Marshall Fanciullo
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