I wonder if she knows

You got drunk and drove home

In the presidential caravan

Chose to be alone

To avoid having to grow

No, you couldn't give yourself the satisfaction

I thought I'd be the catalyst in your story

But you're still on track to die before forty

With your cigarette stains, by your neck chain baby

I hoped for better

The wind that hears my cries will always

remember you

I wonder if he knows

I blamed myself when he got stoned

So everyday was living hell

Chose to be numb in his throat

Doesn't feel a thing but old

How can you miss the point so well?

I thought I'd be the catalyst in your story

How could you love me so much to ignore me

With your cigarette stains, by your neck chain baby

I hoped for better

The wind that hears my cries will always remember….

You

Justify what you need to

Your friends will probably say that I'm crazy

But they don't know what you're escaping

Only I do...

So I thought I'd be the catalyst in your story

But I'll wipe the tears and do what's best for me

And lose every trace, write a new name on my wrist

I hoped for better

The wind that hears my cries will always remember...