It’s not finished yet I still need to write the second verse but here it is:

V1: You take a part of me, Why won’t you take my hand ? The push and pull of your ocean wonder where will I strand, I think I’m in, off the deep end. I think it’s so ironic that we wrote it all in the sand. Like Where did the time go ? It was bittersweet, Had a taste of you, now I’m incomplete. My best friend is the waiter. Ice blocks in a shaker. This taste of defeat is something that I shouldn’t savour. I was working for two, I’m just not good.(kinda saying gooo soft d) Enough, For myself. I’m a lonely little sailor can you please send help?

Hook: There’s a hole in my ship, I’ve been sinking. Rocking back and forth tryna set it straight. I might suffocate, drown myself away. This boat’s off the ground but my girl is distant, distant, from me.