Chuck Taylor's Allstar Dance Factory

I spend my time collecting oceans

Watching each one come to its end

Then drain it down to sweet emotion

And lose myself in recompense

I tried my best to show you a life

To live or to let down

And saved the words that held back good bye

And complicated somehow

Then I held onto you after twice

And lost myself in the drought

Good god I tried hard not to get out

I felt myself break from your demands

And quickly lost my will to fight

Count my good fortune on the same hand

That let us go into the light

My patience calls, but you couldn't give a good godamn

That you need too much

Something different from the way I am