My cold, cold sailor heart says, "Get on your way.". I ain't too proud to say it but that's how I'm made. I'll be that person 'till my dying day. I try so awful hard but I can't change.
Bite your tongue. Don't make a scene dear. Everybody's been here. At least once before. But we've been here more. Your heart breaks. Rolls down the window.
Come on out and dance,. If you get the chance,. We're gonna spit on the rival.. All's I wanna know,. Is how far you wanna go,. Fighting for survival..