Pull me out,
Pull me clean.
Drive me around,
You’re the best I have seen.

I can’t do it anymore in this stifling room,
I can’t take their faces anymore, their disapproval and doom.
You’re up at the top picking the ripest fruit,
And you hand some down to me to boot.

You like the way I have so much ambition,
I like the way you have made me your mission.

But what if I told you that all the ambition in the world,
Doesn’t help at all, in the heat of the night when my spine has curled.
You said you wouldn’t be able to sleep at night if I don’t get free,
But I already can’t sleep at night because I can’t be me.

This isn’t just some teenage angst that drives our friends up the wall,
This is my need to be pulled to safety, away from the fall.
We can do this I know, we will get away from here,
One day my heart won’t be filled with this fear.

But right now, dear friend, I just need you to remind me again,
That it will all be ok, that they can’t spell my end.

Pull me up,
Pull me free.
Let me drink from your cup,
Please help me see the life that you see.