I was lost to myself,
tossed my heart into hell.
Don’t want it, don’t need it,
don’t know what I’d do with it
if it began to beat.
I felt if I fell
no one could even tell.
So I stepped to that edge,
leaned out that window ledge
and your hand reached out for me.
Tumbling down this tunnel
We’re in trouble
Can you stand?
What we find at the bottom
Will take guts if we’ve got ‘em
Take my hand
Pu...