i told her “i think we’re gonna need a bigger boat.” she responded “i hope we sink.”
i said “i hope you drown.” we go under for the first time, were we ever happy? i suppose so in theory but not so much in practice. we go under for the second time. blood fills our lungs air escapes, love never filled our hearts quite like this. She said “i think…no. I know, i hate you.” We go under for the third and final time, were both sunk.
I this was a song from A band I was In several years back….all I remember not really liking the idea of it any more….I ended up reworking this idea a few years later…with much better results.
I thought it would be fun to share.