Justice come home with me
I can tell you all the things I think about
And you can take a picture
To remember me by when I leave
Walk with me
You seem out of touch
Like you've forgotten how it was
Like you've been on a break
Just come back from holiday
I could fucking die here
You're cutting all your ties here
And I will fucking die here
You're cutting all your ties here
And I will fucking die here
I don't really know how you thought the story'd go
When you pick up and leave
Oh how depressing to see
With all those mouths that are left to feed
Can't you see that we want something
Want something
Want something real
That the pictures you took are fucking old memories
The codeine doesn't work
All prescriptions are out
The bottle's never full
I'll see you out
I could fucking die here
You're cutting all your ties here
And I will fucking die here
You're cutting all your ties here
And I will fucking die here
Watch where you fall
Watch where you fall
Watch where you fall
Watch where you fall