The water's colder at the edge,
And they dived for hours.
Past sundown,
Until the body was wasted.
Did they conspire to this?
Did they conspire to..?
Thirty three and a half
Until the end.
As we sway from ear to ear.
And your heels look so beautiful
Against the carpet, against the carpet.
So graceful, yet so insecure.
This ghost will haunt you,
And I will judge you fair.
