She's swimming in it.
This has become a nightly dip... diving ever deeper.
Like her answers at the bottom with the ice.
Who'll pay the price? let's roll the dice!

There's a dead little girl that lives right inside of you.

Swimming in this sea of disillusionment, you're so hung up...
And I'm gonna be hungover...
So I'll slur those words that fill my mind when I'm sober.

I'm so sick and tired of picking up your pieces!