and i'm disappointed
disappointed in myself
but that's nothing new
i've made my bed
out of needles and broken glass
with all the stuff i've been through
well now i sit in pity as i make my list
of the things left burning
and i can't help think of the risk
concerning
all of the people
coming in and out
leaving just before the doubt
i have in my mind
of the perfect crime
where you're left there sinking
but you've found your air
taking gulp after gulp of this i swear
and the tub is overflowing
but there's no hope yearning
for the tears this floor has seen
"i've been overflowing"
"i've been overflowing"
cause i've been at the docks
mourning over all the ships
as they're left there floating
in the thick
while i've been sinking

a captain going down with his ship