A glass of ocean slipping down my throat
And landed on my hopes, I'm dreaming
Off the maps no hidden grids, I'm fleeing
I worship you like holy days
Lying on my back, seeing clouds and rays
Drinking lime and bitter from my lemonade
White horses, maritime won't do
Lying on my back and seeing clouds and rays
Dreaming of a past that couldn't last
I'm thinking it's the, know that it's the
I'm thinking it's the bad, bad blood
I'm thinking it's the, know that it's the
I'm thinking it's the bad, bad
The riding, the passion, the falling over
Sharing advice, taking it twice
But let us not forget the
Silent day, stripped away
Oh, you choose not to remember
I'm thinking it's the, know that it's the
I'm thinking it's the bad, bad blood
I'm thinking it's the, know that it's the
I'm thinking it's the bad, bad blood
Don't tell me I'm cuckoo, I know
And it's mad, we were close, oh
But my heart's drowning pulse of you
Don't tell me I'm coo-coo
Coo-coo-coo-coo-coo-coo-ooh-ooh
I'm thinking it's the, know that it's the
I'm thinking it's the bad, bad blood
I'm thinking it's the, know that it's the
I'm thinking it's the bad, bad blood
I'm thinking it's the, know that it's the
I'm thinking it's the bad, bad blood
I'm thinking it's the, know that it's the
I'm thinking it's the bad, bad