"Use my fist, but I won't knock
Break it open, itch me sober
Trust me: we'll get out of this alive
Now take my hand it's almost over

I apologize for lying about smiling
I'm a frightened little cat that learned to act like a lion
While Leviathans beach in the grip of their patience
I'm driving this cheap pirate ship to the pavement

By the grace of breeze I never scraped a knee
That didn't help me see nothing's really what it seems
Let it steam, let it sleep 'til it screams
"Finally free", then you better leave
I'm aiming right for the head of the king"