Bury me standing under your window. With this cinderblock in hand. Yeah, 'cause no one will ever feel like this again. And if I could move I'm sure it would only be to crawl.
I'm holding out and I'm holding on. to every letter and every song.. I pulled myself out of the day we ever had to meet.. Are you through with me?. . So..
Light that smoke that one for giving up on me. And one just 'cause they'll kill you sooner. Than my expectations. To my favorite liar, to my favorite scar.