Driftwood Lyrics

Every whisper is a gunshot in a crowded terminal
Every cry for help so quiet it is barely audible
Every callous numbing feeling gets invited to the bar
Instead of salt on all your wounds
You pour well whiskey on your scars

But you're not hard
No one sees who you are
You ward off the drunken stares at last call

But you've got what I want
You've got what I want

Driftwood
Call me a name if it feels good
I'll be the break where your ache has stood
All of your failures are widowers
But I'm still right here

And you're not hard
I can see who you are
And I'll work hard
To bring you back to the start

'Cause you've got what I want
You've got what I want

As the driftwood whittles down
You see the beauty that it had
Carried through the open ocean
'Till it finally reached the sand
Where I cam upon it's sadness
Saw the glory it contained
And you let me cut you slowly until only you remained

'Cause you've got what I want
'Cause you've got what I want
You've got what I want