i have no strive, no faith, no reason
to keep wasting time on
fickle, faded dreams of you
I’m heading off the deep end
I’m treading in rough waters
don’t you lie, nobody cares

well, hey yeah as in the eyes of the storm
well, hey yeah we’ll issue your warning flag before

you’re dragging me down
you keep me fighting for air
my feet have left the ground
well here comes the undertow

to pass the time, i make armies from a box of matches
and with a strike i could play god
and in a sulfur sting, it proves to be much harder
with the water rushing in

well, hey yeah as in the eyes of the storm
well, hey yeah we’ll issue your warning flag before

you’re dragging me down
you keep me fighting for air
my feet have left the ground
well here comes the undertow

holding the candle tight
before the undertow, yeah
and it’s the pain that keeps her mind
caught in the undertow