Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
What's this? Some kind of apology?
Feels more like my eulogy
Here we sink like stones on a frozen lake
Blown to nowhere known
Lecture me in how, how it's supposed to be, darling
That's okay, that's okay
I don't always have, have a purpose for doing things you like
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
What's this? Some kind of apology?
Feels like there's no energy
Like an open book waiting to be read
Sinking slowly to the surface
Played it by the rules, rules never held you back
Is that okay? That's okay
You don't always need, need a purpose for doing things you like
Here we sink like stones on a frozen lake (oh)
Here we sink like stones on a frozen lake (oh)
Here we sink like stones on a frozen lake
Blown to nowhere known
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
What's this? Some kind of apology?
What's this? Some kind of apology?
What's this? Some kind of apology?
What's this? Some kind of apology?
