These waters bleed of the faith insured, and I'm chasing bottles, stuck on the shore.
Reading peoples wishes like they were my own.
This catatonic love leaves me breathless sometimes.
Girl I wanna hold on.
I never should have let go of you
And I say Oh Oh, let's keep this thing alive.
Are You satisfied?
As to a question, are we secured?
Cause now I'm not so sure we ever were.
How could you do what you did?
Now don't be shy, choke on every word until we find a reply.
And cold, is what you made it.
It's what you sold.
I bought it last year, it's getting old.
How could you do all the things you did?
I should have told you that
Girl I wanna hold on.
I never should have let go of you.
And I said Oh Oh, let's keep this thing alive.
Are You Satisfied?
You make me younger.
I swore my days were numbered.
Cold is what you made it.
It's what you sold.
I bought it last year, it's getting old.
How could you do all the things you did?
I should have told you, I wanna hold on.
You're showing me a new point of view.
And I said Oh Oh, let's keep this thing alive.
Are you satisfied?