On The Diving Board Songtext

Could you choose me Jesus? On the diving board
I'm high and I can still recognize his voice
He sold dreams in Fribourg or wood pets like kittens and girls
Of the girl that I was he collected 3 seconds of shame
Just after that ?Yes? in the hot empty pool.
Time's wobbly. Too wobbly to wait. But I do it, I blow up the blue Then I dive in.