Mouthful of Diamonds by Phantogram

Wake up...

You're getting high on your own supply.

Oh, baby...

You're still alive when you could of died.

The world is not around because of you.

You know I'm not around because of you.

You've got a mouthful of diamonds

and a pocket of secrets.

I know you're never telling anyone

because the patterns, they control your mind.

Those patterns take away my time.

Hello, goodbye.

Wasted...

You tell the truth when you could of lied.

And troubles...

Are on the rise cause you're in disguise.

And if it isn't me

Then pack your bags and leave.

I wish I could believe

the devils won't take you back out to the salty seas.

You've got a mouthful of diamonds

and a pocket of secrets.

I know you're never telling anyone.

Because the patterns, they control your mind.

Those patterns take away my time.

Hello, goodbye.