They lied to you when they said you couldn't breath underwater.
(So here it is, the end is near...
Never would've thought that I'd be something you'd so easily discard)
I lied to when I said I was hard,
(Now I see it all so clear)
Because I'm softer then a thrift store sweater
(So it seems that when you turned away... you left... a scar...)
And twice as worn in
I was cast away once but I will be found again.
This I promise you.