you didn't have to say that I'm no good
'cause I know
there's no point pointing pistols at me now, I'll just go
I never should have asked you to be kind, but I'm slow

I'm sorry, but how can I get to you
stuck in my fifty-pound lead boots
stuck in my deep sea diving suit?

I never thought you'd turn on me
'cause you're my best friend
you say I never offered you a thing in the end
and now you wouldn't trust me with a grain of sand