Pull Me Through

Miles from the surface and I ride out and weather the war In a tin submarine where the seams couldn't hold back the shore On a bed made of "what have you done?" Tone-deaf with a headache for one Back to the water below I'm alone, as I float like a stone Sinking to the bottom, lost but not forgotten Down I go again, heart swinging like a punch bag Waiting on you to pull me through Washing off the soft soaps, sleeping on a tightrope Everything to prove, got nothing left to use Want the truth? I need you To pull me through Far out of reach and a thread from coming undone Frayed as I pray, disarray's had its day in the sun On a bed made of "what have you done?" Tone-deaf with a headache for one Back to the water below I'm alone, as I float like a stone Sinking to the bottom, lost but not forgotten Down I go again, heart swinging like a punch bag Waiting on you to pull me through Washing off the soft soaps, sleeping on a tightrope Everything to prove, got nothing left to use Want the truth? I need you To pull me through So won't you pull me through? So won't you pull me, won't you pull me through? Through, through Won't you pull me, won't you pull me through? On a bed made of "what have you done?" Tone-deaf with a headache for one Back to the water below I'm alone, as I float like a stone