Testo Plunge

I hardly knew you before you took the plunge
And traded water for the air inside your lungs
From the big red bridge hanging over the river
I'm not the first one to lack the guts

No one pays much attention to the details
That surround these exchanges
Words escaping from your mouth I wouldn't leave a message
Stating reasons
Just scratch my name in the railing
I don't need it anymore

Do you still remember when you asked me
How I'd do it
Would it hurt
Or would it be easy