She found herself too far from home That place she's from doesn't care anymore Doesn't care anymore That cash he left fell in her lap Chasing a dream till she's out of breath Hiding the green on her neck From the fake silver lining Painted diamonds Seeing the world through a lens But there's nothing behind it I don't buy it Works two jobs Can barely keep her head up Lost underneath all that Sun Just trying to be someone Sinkin', sinkin', sinkin', sinkin', sinkin' Sinkin', sinkin', sinkin', sinkin', sinkin' I hope this high picks you up I hope this time feels like love again You lost your way There's no GPS for everything You've been impatient for miles Wish I could save you, but how? Works two jobs Can barely keep her head up Lost underneath all that Sun Just trying to be someone Sinkin', sinkin', sinkin', sinkin', sinkin' Sinkin', sinkin', sinkin', sinkin', sinkin' She found herself too far from home That place she's from doesn't care anymore Doesn't care anymore That cash he left fell in her lap Chasing a dream till she's out of—