This isn't what you want, it's only how you feelYou openly admit you're far away from healingAnd I hate to pull the plug, but I think I get your dealI finally know better than to wait for you back hereAnd I hope you know I don't think you're a bad guyThat you're damaged, took you two months, only two to raise the barYou're the saddest, but a good kidAlmost loved you, but I didn'tI could laugh now how we tried to play those partsI know that you're removedI could laugh now how we tried to play those partsI can feel it when we talkYou start to let me inBut then you shut it offAnd it's half of you that hurts sometimesThe half that I don't getI swear that I'm not mad at youBut I can't share your bad nowAnd I can't imagine when you go homeDoes she follow like an echoLike your shadowYou can try, but you can't runFrom the truth of what you both madeThat she blew up on a TuesdayHow does pain taste when it melts into your tongue?And when it's the worst You're a mess of a messIt's a pain that I caught you at a bad timeIt's a shame that I memorized your outlineYou were straight up with me, you were so kindBut I knew what you knew, honey, great mindsIt was harsh cause a last would've won itI was brave when I kissed you in LondonWe're collateral here and we got itHope you find somewhere safe for your baggageEvery pain is just when you know you're broken and out of shapeWe are now at Upper Session RoadWe are now at Upper Session RoadWe are now at Upper Session Road