They say quitters never win There's a world outside of my front door That gets off on being down We only want to sing you to sleep But we walk the plank on a sinking ship Whoa, oh, oh, oh We need umbrellas on the inside A penny for your thoughts, but a

He isn't what he should be They're just I just think he could be A son of a gun There's a boy in the world Who doesn't follow the crowd Doesn't do what he's told to That's why he's allowed to Stay job as a diver

There's a world out there Don't you deny me Give me one last wish Stop using my It was meant to be But all along it never meant a thing Never stopped to ask you why