May

Might as well pack up all your stuff and move into my

head

I wish I could dispose of all these thoughts and just be

numb instead

I wish you'd stop running from your problems and run to

me instead

Black and blue, eyes bloodshot red while she's passed out

out in her bed

This song is for William

This song is for William

Maybe I can make you change your decision by using all

the ink in this pen

Maybe I can make you change your decision by using all

the ink in this pen

Maybe I can change you