I'm sittin' in my submarine,
but you don't come knockin' on my door
I'm sittin' in my submarine,
down here on the sea floor

I'd like to lure you down here
to my under sea lair
and hear your knock on my door
'cause I'm a-runnin' out of air

Chorus: Your love as sent me to the bottom of the sea
your love as sunk me deep into misery
the torpedo of your spite has left me with a frown
And I can't seem to shut my love reactor down

maybe you don't love me no more?
you could have sent a note
You could just send instructions,
on how to make this thing float.

You said you needed your space,
I think I see what you mean
I'm feeling more and more and more
like a giant sardine.