It takes more than you've got to push me under
More than all the wherefores and the whys
I'll take the worst that you can do
Whatever you can put me through
And I will [bad word] out the other side

So as you walk away from here
I'll fill my glass up to the top
I'll lift it and I'll drink it down to size
The sea so blue and sand so white
Your name will be lost in the high, high tide

Don't think that I didn't see [bad word] You don't have the advantage of surprise
I've heard all that you have to say
But none of it makes sense to me
But I was was never one for long goodbyes