jesse grubb (you're like the love letter i never wrote)
pat: i'm not feeling like the kid i used to be with my long hair cut short and my growing poignancy you'll look back at all the memories you had and think about how much i suck and how i treated you so bad
but i'm not him
if i could cut off all the veins between my heart to my head i'd feel the same because in my brain i know i'm already dead inside my lungs there's a voice telling me not to breathe and i'm trying my best not to let it get to me (it won't shut the fuck up and i can't stop listening)
theo: i've fallen way to far down left with nostalgic memories of times when only half of you had let me down
shave your beard if that's how you're going to act cause no one wants to kiss a face through such a hairy mask your voice cracks are just what we needed so just close your eyes and shout it like you mean it
pat: i'm not going back to the times i left all my friends at blair mill the way we felt when we were alive with broken hearts we held our scars high
theo: i've fallen back down years of progress have taken me back to the exact same place, the exact same empty town