Tall grass never been taller I can't fall back I don't trust you I never thought I'd have this much you I don't ever think I'll get used to it I've been this way since six months old I just need you to fix my soul We're goin' down 654 We're going down It feels like there's three of me And today one of us is gonna die I can't even stay awake for a quarter of the night I hate the way you dance around the line As if somebody's watchin' Behind your back Sever that, let the line come back We've run out of options I don't leave my castle I don't like talkin' Oh, oh If only you could hear these words I feel like they'd break bones Mmm, this house ain't a home Without you I don't wanna be around you though I'd never wish I never found you though Eerm, fuck, okay I don't know if I'm the type for Rolling Stone covers Here I am with blown cover End up in a stone cupboard We smoke tone: Flubber Best friends with my own mother You are not a road runner Circa like boat rudder, yeah If it was up to me I wouldn't pay my landlord Man more? just fell into the Jansport Sit down, you don't even know what to stand for I've been this way since six months old I just need you to fix my soul I just need you to fix my soul