They say that pressure turns coal into diamonds
If that’s true then why’d you tell me to leave
Didn’t you know I’d go out and buy us a boat
Sail it using your name
So come back to me, my precious lover
Don’t let your heart stop your throat from calling my name
Let me be your diamond in the rough
These green eyes won’t ever appear the same
For whatever your heart desires I will give it to you
We’l...