wake up you're getting high on your own supply   oh baby you're still alive when you could've died   the world is not round because of you   you know i'm not around because of you      you've got a mouthful of diamonds   and a pocketful of secrets   i know you're never telling anyone   because the patterns they control your mind   those patterns take away my time   hello, goodbye      wasted you tell the truth and you could've lied   troubles are only lies cause you're in disguise   and if it isn't me then pack your bags and leave   i wish i could believe   the devils won't take you back out to the salty seas      you've got a mouthful of diamonds   and a pocketful of secrets   i know you're never telling anyone   because the patterns they control your mind   those patterns take away my time   hello, goodbye      i wish i could believe