Ask me if I burnnI'll burn, but not on the outsidenAsk me if I dreamnAlone with you there beside menThe less that you know it seems nThe further we can go from todaynnGotta drown myself with doubles of sorrownGive me one more round, I'll be finenSame old story, it's still nConscience and consequencen'Cause I'll never be that refinednnSo ask me if I knownA way to breathe underwaternWhoa, and ask me if I knownA way, a way to be mutterednThe less that I know it seems nThe further I can go from todaynnI gotta drown myself with doubles of sorrownGive me one more round, I'll be finenSame old story, it's still nConscience and consequencen'Cause I'll never be that refinednn(I'll never be, I'll never be fine)nnWhoa, so ask me if I knownA way to breathe under waternnGotta drown myself with doubles of sorrownGive me one more round, I'll be finenSame old story, it's still nConscience and consequencen'Cause I'll never be that refined