Bottom of the Ocean

And now that it's over,
And all is said and done,
Would I see you at my funeral,
When I'm dead and gone?
Hope to see you on the altar,
Humming along to our song.

My faith has been shaken,
Lost myself in the sound.
I could see that the ending was staring me down.
Took the road that led us nowhere,
Get lost and not be found.

And I'm tired of feeling alone,
These walls we've built don't make a home,
And this weight that is pulling me down,
Is lifting you off of the ground.

And now that it's over,
And all is said and done,
Everything I feared has come true,
Hurts my hand to hold on.
Where's your fire?
Where's the passion?
Everyone that you knew is gone.

I talk to the ceiling,
Let it sink in my bones,
At the bottom of the ocean,
Breathing deep, breathing slow.
You hope that you'll float,
Through that hole in the sky below.

And I'm tired of feeling alone,
These walls we've built don't make a home,
And this weight that is pulling me down,
Is lifting you off of the ground.

Yeah,
I don't want to feel so fucking much now,
It's all too real,
I tense at your touch.
Don't want to feel so fucking much now,
It's all too real,
I tense at your touch.

And I'm tired of feeling alone,
These walls we've built don't make a home,
And this weight that is pulling me down,
Is lifting you off of the ground.