Pull Me Through

Miles from the surface
And right outta rebels of 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 hard, 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 come-coming undone
Prayed as I prayed
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
Alone, as I float like a stone

Sinking to the bottom, lost but not forgotten
Down to go again hard, 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