I wish you would hang out with me, I want to drive my car into a tree It doesn't get better, wish someone told me that when I was seventeen They'll switch up the meds, well maybe it's all in your head Although everything changes, we still stay in bed And there I'll stay underneath the floorboards Never speaking to anyone that lives here Committing myself to endless self examination Yeah man, that's the scoop I wish you would hang out with me, but you spend all your time making money Making jokes about other folks, but those are the jokes that I don't find funny And you crossed the line, when you got drunk that night But we're alone now, let's try not to fight Anxious weights shackled around my ankles Are dragging me through hot coals and infinity Commending those that see the value in altruistic maturity C'mon man, please come through And I can't quite ever say What it's like to feel ok And I can't quite ever know What it's like not to feel alone