I panicked
I gave what I got and I landed
I lived on the top of the Atlantic
I'm stranded
All in an ocean of gloss

It's romantic
With my head on the block, my advantage
I gave you the walk of my land
But, I've had it
I couldn't accept what I'd lost

So, listen
Just listen (Listen)

Where are your standards?
You can't be the lock to my heaven
And I won't let you talk at my wedding
It's too heavy
It'll probably be dead anyway

Where are my manners?
You're welcome aboard my brain
I can't be the lord of my manor
It's a shambles
But I'd hardly let love in the way
So, listen
Just listen (Listen)
So, listen
Just listen (Listen)
So, listen
Just listen (Listen)