I'm dying here before your eyes inside of darken circles
I'm afraid of savage things I fought to keep away
Before I found out just what I found that I knew you'd [bad word] Now you know the things [bad word] from...

You could help me hide in the places I once lived and lost the one
Now you know the things [bad word] from...
Now you know the things [bad word] from...

You're killing me kid, but I know your intentions are good
I read what you wrote out, asked me to slow down, I should
I think you're trying to make it seem like it never could've meant enough
But what I'm hearing you say is that [bad word] away 'cause it meant too much

So this isn't easy, I know the weather here number is best
San Francisco got cold as I read your note walking van next to Oak
You said I guess I'll be home soon but things will be different I'm sure
So I thought that you should know if things are gonna change when [bad word] home
Maybe this time don't