Lyrics

I’ve done some things I’m not proud of. I’ve got a past and it sails to the sea.
I’ve got some problems with boundaries and diamond rings. I’ve got a voice so I sing.


Finders keepers and all that Jazz; Hope for the best and forget the past.
Find some Hopes and dreams that are made to last.
Sailing my love to the sea. Sailing my love into the sea. Sailing my love to the sea.


I got a problem with working for a living.
Stains my soul to work for the rich.
How much can you take before you break down?
Like a clay pot in my hands?


Life is a bittersweet melody, it sings off-key
It takes way more than it gives back to you and me
But if only we could slow down our imagination,
We could re-create our own population
When it ends will I have anything to take with me? Except sweet memories


Somebody told me that only the good die young,
Going down with old flames


I got some problems with diamond rings
I got some problems with things
I got some problems with diamond rings


Waiting on a forbidden love
Who is Too Hot to Trot When Push Comes to Shove
I got some things that I want to say, you walk away…
I got time till goodbye


There are so many keys
Take what you can get from me
I’ve been Burned by Old Flames
It must be exhausting to always be “on”
Going down with old flames.


I got some problems with diamond rings
I got some problems with things
I got some problems with diamond rings
I got some problem with rings
I got some problems with diamond rings
I got some problems with things
I got some problems with diamond rings
I got some problem with rings