Smack dab flat on my back.

The solid ground begins to crack.

I pulled her down and down and down.

I lost my breath I thought I'd drown.

(Chorus:Fistfuls of you,fistfuls of you.

You pulled me through with white knuckles.

White knuckles. 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 her face.

(Repeat Chorus Twice)