Hey you, talking sideways.
I know you better than that.
We got nothing to prove so we got nothing to lose when the sand sinks straight to the bottom and you forget that I don't have all the answers.

Well it's now or never - this train won't wait forever.
You see me, I'm laughing,
But it's not for fun.

And it feels like both boats are sinking and I've got one foot in each.
Should I abandon the plan?
Would every man understand?
And would I even make land if I swam or just wash up on the beach?
It's always just out of reach.

My smile is fragile
My heart is held together with string and sellotape,
Be gentle.
Please remember, with string and sellotape.

I don't bleed,
I don't bruise,
It's always good news.
I can't lose.