Phantogram - Mouthful Of Diamonds

Wake up You're gettin' high on your own supply Oh, baby, you're still alive when you could've died, oh The world is not around because of you You know I'm not around because of you You've got a mouthful of diamonds And a pocketful of secrets I know you're never telling anyone Because the patterns they control your mind Those patterns take away my time Hello, goodbye Wasted You tell the truth when you could've lied And troubles are on the rise 'cause you're in disguise, oh And if it isn't me Then pack your bags and leave I wish I could believe those devils won't take you back Out to the salty sea You've got a mouthful of diamonds And a pocketful of secrets I know you're never telling anyone Because the patterns they control your mind Those patterns take away my time Hello, Goodbye I wish I could believe ...