Chris Wardman - Dive lyrics

Got a mouthful of ashes And I got some rope You got a pocketful of plastic I guess you've never been broke Long-distance phone call From a noisy bar Says they'll be digging Through your trash one day I said they already are Hush now baby Don't you cry Dry your eyes Watch me dive Got a mouthful of ashes And I got some rope You got a pocketful of plastic Guess you've never been broke There's no secrets No they don't have one Watch ‘em find some food today Before it rots in the sun I long for the night Where I can hide Maybe dream up a life Instead of living this lie Yeah, I love the night I feel safe and warm inside Instead of living this lie Got a mouthful of ashes And I got a gun You got a pocketful of tragic You always had your fun Kid says where's the car And where are you parked Hmm…maybe in the garage Where I was a star Hush now baby Don't you cry Dry your tears And watch me dive