Swim Good (Radio Edit)

That's a pretty big trunk on my Lincoln Town Car, ain't it?

Big enough to take these broken hearts and put 'em in it

Now I'm drivin' 'round on the boulevard, trunk bleedin'

And every time the cops pull me over, they don't ever see them

They never see them

And I've got this black suit on

Roamin' around like I'm ready for a funeral

Five more miles 'til the road runs out

I'm about to drive in the ocean

I'ma try to swim from somethin' bigger than me

Kick off my shoes

And swim good, and swim good

Take off this suit

And swim good, and swim good, good

Don't, Don't die

Don't die, don't die

Don't, oh, no

Don't die, don't die