i ll be the salt that resides from the water that drains from your eyes the sting that burns your open wounds i ll flood the ground i swear on your grave i ll bury this town but not for me no never for me no not for me no never we have tested the buoyancy of loyalty you left our lungs for canteens you left our ankles for anchors we thought your arms were tied behind your back but elastic bands tied your hands you swim with reckless abandon abandon ship mayday swim toward shore our captain is overboard he punctured holes in the floorboards to flood the bow just in time to bow out abandon ship swim toward shore he s over bored and overboard but in the wake we man our own driftwood orphanage a second hand sailor s fleet to flee but in the wake we man our own driftwood orphanage captain is over bored and overboard captain is calling and there s nothing you can do when water ruins the maps we drew mayday mayday save us from this drowning vessel 