The Well

I leave the house and drive around
To hide what's in my head
'Cause I will never let you see
The troubles that I've fled
I'm so afraid I'll fuck this up 'cause I'm in hell
So I push it down and keep the tears
The tears inside the well

The trouble is
That you're just too adjusted
And you can see the well
Has calcified and rusted
You'll extend a guided hand
And offer up your grace
But any light from this far down
Just seems too far away
Any light from this far down
Just seems too far away

I know at times I try to pull you down here with me
I do it 'cause the loneliness feels better when I'm pitied
You'll stay a while and I'll believe you're unhappy too
But I'm the one who's stayed so long, my hands have turned to prune

Whatever happens though
You'll always throw the rope
And reel me back into a place
A place where I can cope
I'll briefly open up
Show you how I fell
You hold me close and promise me
You'll always guard the well
You hold me close and promise me
You'll always guard the well
You hold me close and promise me
You'll always guard the well