Send a telegram to TIGHAR, I think I’ve found the wreck. Triangulate transmissions, send divers to deck. And implied inside omission, the gaps in conversation, you never named yr boyfriend once. So I keep my luck a secret, speak of it and curse it so I don’t. Now he wants to go thru all the songs I wrote you, all those words I once knew, tangled torn and once true, well oh, uh-oh. All stories never spoken, spells are safe unbroken, tell him it was nothing and you wouldn’t be wrong. "Just a line in the sand", a line in a song. “Tide in, tide out”, but not this one. And Roisin’s dumped out in Vegas, broken hearted blameless, kind of feel I stole her luck. Chaos got us gambling, whole company’s collapsing. It’s a lot. Now you wanna go thru all those songs I wrote you, all those words I once knew, tangled torn and once true, well oh, uh-oh. For something more than private, somehow less than secret, tell him it’s just you and me and 80k plays.