It's a busy day at the cove
Two kids are making out
And they're rolling down the beach, to the sea, like a 60s movie scene
Made me think of high school
I was popular in high school
And now I'm old enough to have a child, who could be in high school
Do I give up, do I give up?
We like swimming at the cove
You dive deep and wet your hair
You're like Halle Berry, walking up the sand
In that James Bond picture
Made me think of ageing
And how our body's are decaying
And how the only thing that's keeping me afloat is my heart not failing.
Do I give up, do I give up?
Questions of what age youth defines
What a bore, to be obsessed with dying
Like I'm the only one to put up a fight
Your salty hair and salty lips
The salty state of that jealous bitch
When I was asking Is this all that there is?
Is this all that there is?
Is this all that there is?