What ever happened to the spearmint minds and peppermint eyes And now it's just the moon and me Hiding in the ships buried beneath the sea When you said I'm the devil whether you want it or not Father said I'm singing about the wrong type of song And every time we meet my sins come to sleep Even when they're well under your feet Sheltering under a mountain I love you but not in that way I hate it but not in that way I tried to move on from it But not in that way I tried to move on from it But not in that way Not in that way