Worse Things Happen At Sea

Honestly, relax my dear, it's clear that we are done.

It doesn't take a scientist to figure out that one -

It's obvious, the way you move, the way you hold your

head,

The way you hide your pretty eyes and shift across the

bed.

You say 'Worse things happen at sea',

I say 'Worse things have happened to me'.

Honestly, I'll be fine, this isn't my first time,

I've taken blows before and every time I have

survived.

You made it clear, you didn't care, you never did

pretend,

And in the end at least you never tried to fuck my

friends.

You say 'Worse things happen at sea',

I say 'Worse things have happened to me'.

Bitter eyes to the bedroom floor,

And we're not going to talk anymore.

Honestly, It doesn't matter, I know better than

To cry over spilt milk, wasted effort, spoiled plans.

We're adults here, so shed no tears, I'm sure we can

be friends;

I'll nod and smile and watch you in the arms of other

men.

You say 'Worse things happen at sea',

I say 'Worse things have happened to me'.

Bitter eyes to the bedroom floor,

And we're not going to talk anymore,

We've got nothing to talk for.

Well honestly, your honesty, it has emerged

unscathed.

I hope you're doing fine, because me, I'm doing

fucking great.

I wouldn't want to waste another second of your time

-

I know my place, I know your face,

So you hide yours and I'll keep to mine.

You say 'Worse things happen at sea',

I say 'Worse things have happened to me'.

Bitter eyes to the bedroom floor,

And we're not going to talk anymore,

We've got nothing to talk for,

And you've got nothing to be sorry for,

And I've got no one to care for.

This is the worst thing that's happened to me.

I guess worse things happen at sea.