Swimming Pool

Two, three, four

There's comfort in the bottom of a swimming pool

I'm holding my breath for you

There's no doubt in my mind that if you could, then you would try

Crack my ribcage open and pull my heart right through

There's comfort in the bottom of a swimming pool

I'm holding my breath for you

There's no doubt in my mind that if you could, then you would try

To crack my ribcage open, pull my heart right through

But I'm a creature of a culture that I create

I'm the last one on the dance floor as the chandelier gives way

And I am permanently preoccupied with your past

I've been around long enough now to know

That the good things never last, they never last

There's comfort in the silence of a living room

The TV is on for you

Hide in your basement while your house burns down

Your teeth are loose inside of your gums

They will eventually fall out, follow an orange

Extension cord under a carpet, to a closet door

Feeding the black light that will someday make me

Very, very, very, very, very rich

But I'm a creature of a culture that I create

And I'm the last one on the dance floor as the chandelier gives way

And I am permanently preoccupied with your past

I've been around long enough now to know

That the good things never last, they never last

How low is your self-esteem?

How low could it possibly be?

And I know, I know you're in love with me

And I've been ignoring you

I will stop cutting my pants into shorts

I will address the issues I cannot ignore

And I will do the things I think you might like

And I will be alone, probably the rest of my life

There's comfort at the bottom of a swimming pool