Pulling Through

Swimming in my head, aiding and abetting

Things I shouldn't sweat, things that I care about

I don't know if I can take another day

Of waking up and thinking 'Is there a better way?'

Is there a better way?

I don't want to ask, but you've already said it

With that look in your eyes, and hands deep in your pockets

Staring at your shoes, kicking up the grass

Leading to the front door of my house

The front door of my house

But I hope you know that I love you

No matter what you're going through

When it feels sometimes like the waiting

Is the worst that we can do

And if it feels like failure

Then it's probably good for you

Oh, and if it tears your heart out

Then you're probably pulling through

Sometimes it's the worst, sometimes it's the future

Sometimes it'll hurt, that's if you even feel it

There is nothing I or anyone can tell you

But I will sit beside and make you feel alright

Make you feel alright

I don't like thinking about you when I've got things to do

So I talk to myself, but it's not the same

You're paying for a view without looking out the front window

Face in your hands

Your face is in your hands

But I hope you know that I love you

No matter what you're going through

And it feels sometimes

Like the waiting is the worst that we can do

And if it feels like failure

Then it's probably good for you

Oh, if it tears your heart out

Then you're probably pulling through

Well, you're probably pulling through

Well, you're probably pulling through

Oh, you're probably pulling through

Well, you're probably pulling through