We couldn’t say what we had all along
I could’ve died on the front of your lawn
The feeling I had, the feeling I missed when it ran itself away
Now that it’s here, I don’t think I’ll be sticking around another day
I had a fix, now I’m good, now I’m gone
And when it’s done back to us we feel wrong
But I won’t be another person’s shoulder
You need somebody, call on a friend
We had our fun, I wanna run till I get old
And rest my head
I’ll be your friend
Did we need pass it on to feel better off in the end?
You’ll know it someday, like I said
