[Verse 1] Run the water 'til it scalds You know that I'm listening Pitter-patter runs the shower Hits the bare porcelain Watch the dirt run down the plughole Hear an echo within They described you nude, in detail I knew everything [Verse 2] An artist's impression of the Manhattan skyline And a soon to be burn scar in the perfect shape of the Sooner State I fall to my knees My piss-soaked jeans The first time, the last time, all the times in-between The first time, the last time, all the times I would've liked there to have been [Chorus] I can't believe I chose the mountains every time you chose the sea (x3)