(Thanks to speccygeekgrrl for the link and the lyrics.)
We treat mishaps like sinking ships and
I know that I don't want to be out to drift
Well I can see it in your eyes like I taste your lips and
They both tell me that we're better than this
Little Hotel-Modest Mouse
Written by Isaac Brock and Modest Mouse.
From the album We Were Dead Before the Ship Even Sank