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