Wake up, you're getting high on your own supply Oh, baby, you're still alive when you could've died The world is not round because of you You know I'm not around because of you You've got a mouthful of diamonds And a pocketful of secrets I know you're never telling anyone Because the patterns they control your mind Those patterns take away my time Hello, goodbye Wasted, you tell the truth when you could've lied Troubles are on the rise 'cause you're in disguise And if it isn't me, then pack your bags and leave, I wish I could believe The devils won't take you back out to the salty seas You've got a mouthful of diamonds And a pocketful of secrets I know you're never telling anyone Because the patterns they control your mind Those patterns take away my time Hello, goodbye I wish I could believe