White Knuckles

smack dab flat on my back
the solid ground beginnin' to crack
I pulled her down and down and down
I lost my breath, I thought I'd drown

fistfuls of you, fistfuls of you
you pulled me through with white knuckles
fistfuls of you, fistfuls of you
you pulled me through with white knuckles

her leg, my hand, a smoldering brand
sticking to her wet body like sand
her place, distaste, we fell from grace
red smears across our face

fistfuls of you
fistfuls of you
fistfuls of you

fistfuls of you, fistfuls of you
you pulled me through with white knuckles
fistfuls of you, fistfuls of you
you pulled me through with white knuckles

white knuckles
white knuckles
white knuckles
white knuckles