Sending out a Mayday
We’re going down
Nothin’ we could have done
Would have turned it around
Everything we had scattered everywhere
Searching through the wreckage of a love affair

You got something to say
Say it to me
Not everyone else
You say that I’m to blame
My words are in vain
Don’t go foolin’ yourself

П Р И П Е В:
There’s a little black box, yeah
Somewhere in the ocean
Holding all the [bad word] about us, yeah
Yeah, it’s a little black box
record of emotion
Everything that ever was, yeah
You may deny it, ny it
But when I find it, find it
I’m gonna play it aloud to the world
I remember it all, all, all
Little black box, yeah
I remember it
In a little black box, yeah

There’s a lot of pressure when you get deep
You left me on my own at six hundred feet
I was looking ‘round for a little help
But everyone was looking out for themselves

You got something to say
Say it to me
Not everyone else
You say that I’m to blame
My words are in vain
Don’t go foolin’ yourself

П Р И П Е В

Yeah, you can’t stop a [bad word] survivor
You’ll discover that all on your own
Cause I’m a [bad word] survivor
And I’ll be here after you’ve gone
Long after you’ve gone
Long after you’ve gone 

П Р И П Е В

Little black box 
Little black box, little black box