Well it was yoyo, I suppose,
I play like fashion comes and goes.
I can't set my mind on you.

Yes I lied about those lovers,
that they were just some kind of cover
for the nights we used to share.

I've seen this water a lot before,
still I cross it once more.


I shook the hand of the boatman
who would take me back along the bridges I burnt
the bridges I burnt

the bridges I burnt by now

I shook the hand of the boatman

who would take me back along the bridges I burnt
the bridges I burnt
the bridges I burnt by now


There are taking bets,
living all around our bed,

for I can't see my thoughts on you.

And I reduced them to a scratch.

You know, just some pre-$#&@ed-up match
for the nights we used to share.
But I don't believe I care.


I shook the hand of the boatman
who would take me back along the bridges I burnt

the bridges I burnt
the bridges I burnt by now


I shook the hand of the boatman
who would take me back along the bridges I burnt
the bridges I burnt

the bridges I burnt by now

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I shook the hand of the boatman
who would take me back along the bridges I burnt


I shook the hand of the boatman
who would take me back along the bridges I burnt