Miles from the surface I ride out and weather the war

In a tense 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

Alone, as I float like a stone

Sinking to the bottom, lost but not forgotten

Down to 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 I prove, got nothing left to use

Want the truth?

I need you to pull me through

Far outta reach and a thread from coming undone

Frayed as I pray, disarray's had it's 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

Alone, as I float like a stone

Sinking to the bottom, lost but not forgotten

Down to 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 I 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

Alone, as I float like a stone