Pretend like the pain will end
You resend that text to you friend
I want to end my life, I want to die
But you shouldn't it's not right
You can do so much better
Just remember the days when you weren't
Caught up in the rain with the pain of a brokenheart
We all fall apart but you shouldn't your life's an art
And I'll be your light
When you're losing fight
Things will be alright
I'll pick up the phone
I won't let you be alone
So dail my line
575 we'll be fine
So dail my line
At the 575 we'll be fine
I'm out