Take a walk down the pier, it's kinda bittersweet knowing you still miss it here
It burnt to the ground after things went south, I guess it represents how things turned out
Now I'm leaving this house. Not out of my choice but out of sheer doubt
Of "what's yet to come and why do you need this so much?"
It's just a matter of waiting this one out
Take a walk down a short pier and feel what it's like to be left in the cold
This deep blue end's got a deep deep bottom, I hope you know that's where you're going
Must be hard to feel how cold your heart must be
When you're sitting on your throne in the clouds and you're looking down on me
And I'll drown myself, in alphabet soup
And get a better response than ever talking to you
And I'll burn my money so I never see you again
And if I do, I hope it's for good
Message received, "what the fuck do you think you're playing at?"
No response, I see. That's how the end to this era's gotta be
Your flesh and blood now ruined, like a needle in your veins
But how do you cut off your own blood, when you own blood's so far away?
It'd be too soon, if I ever saw you again
You can have your money, I don't wanna see you again
It'd be too soon, if I ever saw you again
You can have your money, I don't wanna see you again
I'll drown myself, in alphabet soup
And get a better response than ever talking to you
And I'll burn my money so I never see you again
And if I do, I hope it's for good