In the skeletal remains of a pool long since drained
Filled with rain, reclaimed by nature
Through the dark, I wade, as if in its glory days
Knowing that I'll make myself sick from the water
Knowing all my tears and rage could load a revolver
I used to think I'd die right here
In your arms, or deep under
That I'd be just like Ophelia
In a coronet of weeds, in the water
I used to think you must be the water I drink
Holding me down in these waters, down beneath
Singing to the sound of my screaming
But now, I see, now, I see
In the dark, I wait, right here where I once sunbathed
With all of my dreams unfit for day
With all of my tears and all my rage
I used to think you must be the water I drink
Holding me down in these waters, down beneath
Singing to the sound of my screaming
I used to think of the day it'd be
Just you and me like the Wild West
Both of us shooting 'til one of us was dead (Was dead)
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