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 pa**ed 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