I'm the flask in your pocket on a rainy dayAnd she's the one that you share it with on the trainAnd you burn your throatIntoxicated on what could have been our loveAnd I know those few drops won't satiateAnd I know I'm not what fills your veinsYou made it to the coastWith your notes on my boast and everything that's madeI can see the lights go lowBut I don't wanna let go nowMaybe if I turn around you'll see meWhat you used to beYou're the way it keeps crushing and it keeps you safeAnd I can't help but feel it's drowning meNow I can't breatheThe oil's burnt in the lighthouseMy ship wrecked on your teethI can feel the lights go lowBut I don't wanna let go nowMaybe if I turn around you'll see meI can feel the lights go lowBut I don't wanna let go nowMaybe if I turn around you'll see meAnd I can't help but feel it's drowning meWhat you used to be