Oh Oh Oh Oh What's this? Some kind of apology? Feels more like my eulogy Here we sink like stones on a frozen lake Blown to nowhere known Lecture me in how, how it's supposed to be, darling That's okay, that's okay I don't always have, have a purpose for doing things you like Oh Oh Oh Oh What's this? Some kind of apology? Feels like there's no energy Like an open book waiting to be read Sinking slowly to the surface Played it by the rules, rules never held you back Is that okay? That's okay You don't always need, need a purpose for doing things you like Here we sink like stones on a frozen lake (oh) Here we sink like stones on a frozen lake (oh) Here we sink like stones on a frozen lake Blown to nowhere known Oh Oh Oh Oh What's this? Some kind of apology? What's this? Some kind of apology? What's this? Some kind of apology? What's this? Some kind of apology?