All these songs I sing are littered with your name, in vein. B washed away the very courage I had embraced to say "stay the night". I need help to curb this gripping vice on my one track mind; it's eating me alive. out here, it's perception vs. depression. there is no reception for you to hang up on me. a cold call is hard on the heart, but I'm making this ocean my remedy. I realize this won't make much sense, but I've been saving up my change so I could move out west. I told you that I couldn't blame you, but yes I do. as a liar and a cheat, I'm sure you'll pull through. I also believe it's a liar I've been penned for compensating my morality just to pay my rent. this is just temporary, for my sanity. it could be permanent if it keeps me at ease. I tried to cut ties with tired eyes, I tried to take flight. the closer I get to where the sun sets, the further I get from you. thank God, too. one day, I'll learn to wash you away, there's nothing else to do at sea. I'll let it comfort me, because you couldn't and that's fine. believe me, it's not worth my legs.