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