I think I’m holding you down.
Yeah, I’m a weight around your ankle and you love me, but I’m making you drown.
So pull me off and push out.
Don’t let me keep you around.
And I think I got in your head.
It makes you sick to know you’re digging up the dirt that left you cold in your bed.
And you won’t sleep without pills, but what a garden you’ll build.
I wish that you had found a way to fix your gaze on me and make it stay.
Now it’s clear to see that there’s nothing pulling you to me at all.
And I wish that I had found the time to piece together all the warning signs.
Obvious? Painfully. I can’t relate to anything.
I remember what you said, that you’d keep me close like holding breath.
I could never want for anything again.
Have you found a way to live without? Maybe I don’t want to know.
I’d rather let you drown while I’m swallowed up by all my big mistakes.
You don’t write anymore, so I won’t write anymore.
You don’t write anymore, so I won’t write.
I think I’m holding you down.
Yeah, I’m a weight around your ankle and you love me, but I’m making you drown.
So pull me off and push out.
Don’t let me keep you around.
I think I’m holding you down.
I think I’m holding you down.
I think I’m holding you down.
I think I’m holding you down.