Still Salty Without You

I would need a submarine
To find how low you would choose to go
I would need a big umbrella
To deflect those bastard fellas too

I could use Bonaparte
Against your crusades into my heart
'til they’re all gone
Say if I weren't so headstrong
I could just swim along

Salty eyes, go
I'd still be salty without you
Salty eyes, go

I would need a submarine
To find how low you would choose to go
And I would need a bathysphere
To be dense enough for the pressure here, I guess
I should summon ten battleships
To hold strong and sure through your guilt trips
I’m such a mess
If I'd stop trying to impress
I might hurt a bit less

Salty еyes, go
I'd still be salty without you
Salty eyеs, go