I was tired and afraid 
as we spoke on the interstate, 
now I am sitting on this train 
as all the scenery is sweeping me away. 
I'm not sure what to say, 
and I can't just make this go away. 
I tried to put it underground, 
now it's resurfacing 
and I'm headed its way. 

There's things I've gotta' face 
and I don't wanna' learn that the hard way. 
I am heading home. 

I thought about death, 
and I thought about my friends, 
and how it's been a rough year 
with out you around. 
And I know it's gotta' change, 
and I know there's things I can't explain, 
like why you died so young 
and nothing feels the same. 

There's things I've gotta face 
and I already learned one of them the hard way. 
I am heading home.
 [bad word] hey17