This just might be the last song I ever write
Till I take to growing up and treating you right
We'll move away from this mess and tend to ourselves
Put those dreams in some dirt and plant them on the shelf
There's no telling what lies on the other side
We're born to believe we deserve this right to breathe
It's tearing me down these words I bleed
When no one knows the difference between heart and apathy
Stay with me stay true this house ain't a home without you
