Down under water I'm pale blue

Deep down the chlorine

smells like you

Was it you that was too tight?

Was it me that was too weak?

I will leave you were you lay

While I slip and slide away



Behind my wristwatch

the skin is white

Behind my wristwatch

where winter hides

Was it you that held too tight?

Was it me that was too weak?

I will leave you where you lay

When I slip and slide away



The little things that she says

What do they say to me

The little things that she does

What do they do to me

The little things that she says

What do they say to me

The little things that she does