I'm not trying to kill your mood.
I'm not trying to steal attention yet.
But, nothing's getting through to you.
Don't you know that condescending is so in right now.

So, it seems we're incomplete.
We are songs with no sound.
So, it seems the ship has sailed.
But, the captain left town.

It's not improbable, just plain impossible.
I can't take you seriously now.

I'm not trying to break routine.
Predictability is the new black.
Just know that painting these four walls green won't keep us from collapsing under our own weight.

So, it seems uninteresting.
This repetition has got me down.
So, it seems the ship has sailed.
And the passengers drowned.

So, I'm pulling the anchor up and throwing the white flag at your feet.
And you can raise yours at half mass.
But, don't think that will mean a thing to me.