Chuck Taylor's Allstar Dance Factory

I spend my time collecting oceans
Watching each one come to its end
Then drain it down to sweet emotion
And lose myself in recompense

I tried my best to show you a life
To live or to let down
And saved the words that held back good bye
And complicated somehow
Then I held onto you after twice
And lost myself in the drought
Good god I tried hard not to get out

I felt myself break from your demands
And quickly lost my will to fight
Count my good fortune on the same hand
That let us go into the light

My patience calls, but you couldn't give a good godamn
That you need too much
Something different from the way I am