Air

It's the same old story we always hear
He goes out to party at the end of the year
And he meets, a girl who's willing
And she takes him to a room upstairs
To escape from the games and the saucy dares
And that's where, she does her killing

Doggy paddle, with lights turned low
He's drowning but he doesn't know
Looking for something that he can't get
Breaststroke, backstroke, soaking wet
Life preservers on the floor
What would they need saving for?
Dying but she doesn't care
He'll never come up for air

The die-hard optimist rambles on,
He says 'it doesn't matter, you were so far gone'
But you, yeah you know better
And she's run off and left you cold
Full of regret for the thing you sold
Because you, yeah you know better

Doggy paddle, with lights turned low
He's drowning but he doesn't know
Looking for something that he can't get
Breaststroke, backstroke, soaking wet
Life preservers on the floor
What would they need saving for?
Dying but she doesn't care
He'll never come up for air

Hold your nose and you might break the surface
But you're weighed down by the love that you miss
The captain's rope has gone slack
Because you've lost something you can't get back
In a drunken haze
You can't erase
The mistake you've made
It's a memory that just won't fade

Doggy paddle, with lights turned low
He's drowning but he doesn't know
Looking for something that he can't get
Breaststroke, backstroke, soaking wet
Life preservers on the floor
What would they need saving for?
Dying but she doesn't care
He'll never come up for air

Doggy paddle, with lights turned low
He's drowning but she doesn't know
Looking for something that he can't get
Breaststroke, backstroke, soaking wet
Life preservers on the floor
What would they need saving for?
Dying but she doesn't care
He'll never come up for air