Let's hold our heads up, just tonight, and pretend that we're okay. 'Cause we're okay, right? Dear God, I am still your son, right?
God damn it, I need you. I don't know you at all anymore, and I wanted to feel something better than what I once knew.
But I am alone tonight, while the kids are out high. I am alone tonight. Do you remember this like I remember you?
AYYYYY.
I will wake up beside you someday when we're both alone and lonely; someday when I find the time to be a better boy. I'll be a better boy.
'Cause if I've ever wanted one thing, it'd be the last two years of our lives back. And if I could ever tell you something, it'd be that \"I still love you. I will be a better boy if it means that you will stay here.\" I will be a better boy, a better boy.