The Wreck

Come out from under our covers Put on your clothes We're both sinking tonight Forever it goes After somebody hammers emergency glass Sing in key with the sirens but you're so bad As the salt water gushes into our ships hulls Don't you dare jump without me I'm not good on my own Oh you're not leaving this wreck We're both going down with it There is peace beyond trouble I'm desperate to meet you below the blue surface in a quiet reprieve We're too poor to be precious So cut off your nose and come dying with me, darling the bed of the ocean's great tank of disaster It wrecks who it pleases The swell pulls me under Come under with me Oh you're not leaving this wreck We're both going down with it Oh you're not leaving this wreck We're both going down with it Oh you're not leaving this wreck I've got pills in my pocket