Letter To a Lover

I need to see you again
Cuz I've been on the run and I've been looking for an end
The devil talks about what I've done
I'm on my way to Indiana
And I'm heading towards your son

I'm big enough to admit that you were right
When you threw your wine at me that late April night
The band is playing all your song
Felt like our apartment on the west side of the road
Close to home

And I've been lost but I found my old friend
He's gunna help me get up gunna help me make it end
All the signs wanting me
In a dark place where the sun will never gleem

I'm big enough to admit that you were right
When you poured that wax and it made all your scars turn bright
The band is playing all your song
Felt like our apartment on the west side of the road
Close to home



Credits
Writer(s): Matt Levesque
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