Like to say you're the only lover   Ever sailed the ocean of corruption   The only one who's ever been adrift on frozen seas   Shortwave's full of voices   And they're all singing out their sob stories   If pressed, I'd say you're not as bad as I'd have you be      And these notebooks are the coward's way out      Like to drown you in the ocean that you made from those mud puddles   Leave you there to drift awhile on the purple waves   See your body washed up on the golden shores of my deception   (I learned a long, long time ago to sing things I would never say)      And you can't blame me   If I never learned how to let it go      Like to say that you're the one to blame   And I'm absolved from guilt   But I'm the one who's always waking face-down in the sand   Like to build your memories all along that white-washed beach   But high tide never was so kind to things that could not stand