Ooh, ooh

Comparison's a game that always ends in tears

Or heavy hearts or wasted years

Whatever kills me first

And all the best parts of all the best things

Is all I'd ever want to be

Oh, mirrors and the skyscrapers they build

Towering men to weigh my worth against

While I try to

Hold my breathe underwater

Like the great oceanographers

Hold my breathe underwater

And pray it's not all wasted effort

And I envy you the things that scare you half to death

A job with no excitement left

Whatever kills you first

And I'll bet your broken heart you saw it

Coming for us just as I did

Conversations and the doubts they build

Hold my breathe underwater

Like the great oceanographers

Hold my breathe underwater

And pray it's not all wasted effort

The chorus where we scream the title half a dozen times

I'm tired of this, I'm tired of this

I'm tiring of this

I'm tired of this, I'm tired of this

I'm tiring of this

I'm sick of holding

My breath underwater

Like the great oceanographers

Hold my breathe underwater

And pray it's not all wasted effort

The ending where we try to work out where to stop