I was getting sick of the traffic and all of the tickets I couldn't pay

So I sold my car and took the bus back

To the corner of Churchfield Way

Where I lost myself in the faces of people I swear I'd met before

Felt like my own feet were someone else's

I couldn't walk straight anymore

And if we drive away to the place I love the most

When my lungs collapse and my heart turns black

I'll give my ashes to the coast

I found myself in a fishbowl and I didn't leave my house for a month

What's the point in trying in conversation

If you don't even have the strength to talk?

But it's alright, I said, I'll stay here, lie awake for days

Count the spiders on the ceiling, till my mind withers away

And if we drive away to the place I love the most

When my lungs collapse and my heart turns black

I'll give my ashes to the coast

And I hoped that I would see your face again

And I hoped that you would be alright

And if I could find a leg to stand on, or something

Maybe I could take control of my own life

And if I could find a leg to stand on, or something

Maybe I could take control of my own life

And if we drive away to the place I love the most

When my lungs collapse and my heart turns black

I'll give my ashes to the coast

Give my ashes to the coast

Give my ashes to the coast

Give my ashes to the coast

Give my ashes to the coast