I hope you daydream in your bed and think of me and you when you’re alone

I hope you think of what I said and have some second thoughts ‘bout letting go

I’m hanging by your six speed with the handle of my wagon in your hold

Hand is out, I’m six feet in, drowning in this hell that you call home

And it hurts that we’re so different, but i need you now so

I’ll just walk back I won’t listen, I know better I know

Don’t look back, don’t look back, don’t look back

Don’t look back, don’t look back, don’t look back

Hope you see the blood I bled and think of me and you when you’re alone

Hope you wonder where I’ve been and hate to know I’m happy on my own

I’m hanging on to history and the last thing that I’d do is let it show

Thinking how can we meet ends, drowning in this hell that you call home

Call home

And it hurts that we’re so different, but I need you now so

I’ll just walk back I won’t listen, I know better I know

Don’t look back, don’t look back, don’t look back

Don’t look back, don’t look back, don’t look back

Six speed, handle of my, in, wagon in your hold

With the handle of my wagon in your hold

Wagon in your hold, hanging by your six speed

Drowning, in speed with

Six feet in

Drowning in this hell that you call home

Home

Im hanging by your six speed with the handle of my wagon in your hold (my wagon in your hold, hold)

Hand is out I’m six feet in, drowning in this hell that you call home (home, home)

Call home (need you need you now so)

And it hurts that we’re so different, but I need you now so

I’ll just walk back I won’t listen, I know better I know

Don’t look back, don’t look back, don’t look back

Don’t look back, don’t look back, don’t look back