You were the only one of us with no addiction gene

We were never really friends, I was turning eighteen

One day, you wake up and realize they're not funny, they're mean

And it changed things

You were running up on Sunset, selling your drugs

We were laughing in the kitchen, pissing Mom off

I was lying over nothing, you were honest to a fault

And it changed things

I don't wanna talk for you

You've lived enough for the two of us

Oh, but when I talk to you

I can't help thinking about how good it was

Mom knew it would happen before it did

And she warned us once, we weren't listening

The mantle came down and we ran down the street

When I left there in August and it changed things

I don't wanna talk for you

You've hurt enough for the two of us

When I talk to you

I just hear sleeping bags and you choking up

I have this dream where I am back at the old house

And I am running upstairs and I am getting you out

You are ten years old and I put you on my back with a birthday bag

You were saving up your money to see me now

And I hid it well, but you found me out

You were going through my dressers and screaming at me

I started laughing at you, and it

I don't get to talk for you

You've said enough for the two of us

Oh, but when I talk to you

You stand on all the things that I forgot

Cold street, cold lawn, cold door open

I found you upstairs just laughing

Warm room, cold Mom, you talk, I draw

I'm not doing well, you know, you help

I have this dream where I am back at the old house

And I am running up those stairs, I am getting you out

You are ten years old and I put you on my back with a birthday bag

I feel it when I'm talking and you punch my arm

That I'm never gonna make it past the Braddicks' lawn

I don't know where I am going, but I know that I think

It might, it might

Change things