I’m still passing through the days like nothing is gonna happen anyway. I listen to all these silly love songs hoping they’ll change something. But in reality, my phone won’t ring. It won’t be you on the other line. I better cast out a line, an go fishing in this big sea. But I’m fishing with dry bait, an there’s nothing that can hook you back in. There’s nothing that’s going to make me win. I’ve lost myself at sea, an I’m never coming back. Let me drown, or starve I don’t care. Let me frown, or thrive off what I don’t have. Let me push through these days, waiting for my ship to sink. I give up, an I’m going to starve. Losing pounds like it was you. Losing sounds, of kissing like it was true. I miss those lips, but they won’t take me back to land if there not yours. So soft, like these ocean waves, crashing and chasing me back to you. I don’t want this, I can’t pull through. I’m done and the waters filling these cracks, It’s what I lack, it’s what I had. But it’s gone now, an I’m not a fisherman, I’m done now an I’m giving up on land. Let me drift an be far away, till this very day. I’m at the bottom of the ocean, an it’s my worst fear. I’ve never gone in, but I’ll be fine and live here.