Love we made
Between pissing
And even as we sail
This boat is listing
We've weathered storms
Without even thinking
That even as we speak
This ship is sinking

Our die was cast in better days
But the compass points are all erased
And so we're forced to drift for days
Looks like this ship is lost again

Anchors ripped
These sails are tearing
And there is no clear way
To see how we're fairing
Only the stars
To check our bearings
And our witch's marks
To bless our pairing

We'll batten down beneath the waves
And talk and laugh and lust for days
Even Saint Nick would turn his face
This fucking ship is lost again
We'll sail on, again
It's ours
We'll sail on, again
It's ours
We'll sail on, again
It's ours
We'll sail on, again
It's ours
We'll sail on, again
It's ours
We'll sail on, again
It's ours
We'll sail on, again
It's ours
We'll sail on, again
It's ours
We'll sail on, again
It's ours