I know I'm no sweet prince of love
Those times that we got drunk
Maybe Jamaica rum
Maybe some Johnny Dub
Maybe you still think of us
Phone buzz, and still I jump
Why don't I say it then?
I want you all the time
Why can't we laugh now like we did then?
How come I see you and ache instead?
How come you only look pleased in bed?
Let's climb the cliff edge and jump again