Waching the ships roll in.

When will you carry me home like the wounded star in the movie? When will you carry me home? Take it back to the start when you knew me. Cause when you talk to me that way, I’ll be a million miles away; I guess it’s just another day in love. We’re battleships, driftin’ in our wee river; takin’ hits, sinking, it’s now or never. Overboard, drownin’ in a sea of love and hate, but it’s too late, battleship down. When will you figure it out that you aren’t always right, little darling? When will you figure it out that it’s not worth the fight, little darling? Cause when you can’t think what to say, you go and throw it all away; I guess it’s just another day in love. We’re battleships, driftin’ in our wee river; takin’ hits, sinking, it’s now or never. Overboard, drownin’ in a sea of love and hate, but it’s too late, battleship down. But you're too smart and I’m too dumb, with no heart in the middle.