undertow

That thing you said to me when I was fourteen

I cried about it in the shower yesterday

And I still think about the 15th of October

It pops up in my head like a cliche

Drunk in the bathroom, I spilled my guts

To the girl spilling hers in the next stall

I know she won't remember tomorrow

But I remember it all

I can't let anything go

I'm holding on for dear life from the undertow

I can't lose what's left of you

Even if it's only memories that I'll have to do

I have to remember or else it's not real

If I'm not in pain, how do I know if I can feel?

When I grow grip on it, why can't I take the hit?

Ripping open my arms to try and save what's left of you

Drunk in the bathroom, I spilled my guts

To the girl spilling hers in the next stall

I know she won't remember tomorrow

But I remember it all

I can't let anything go

I'm holding on for dear life from the undertow

I can't lose what's left of you

Even if it's only memories that I'll have to do

That I'll have to do

That I'll have to do