The waters colder at the edge 
And they dived for hours 
Past sundown 
Until the body was wasted 

Did they conspire to this? 
Did you conspire to this? 

Thirty three and a half 
Until the end 
As we sway from ear to ear 
And your heels looks so beautiful 
Against the carpet, against the carpet 
So graceful, yet so insecure 

This ghost will haunt you 
And I will judge you fair