I want to help you
but you won't let me near
I want to touch you
but you don't want to feel me
Give me a chance
Come give me your hand
Come here
I want to carry you
but you weight yourself down
Want to tell you so many things
but nothing interests you anymore
I want to laugh with you
but there is no reason (to do so)
when you lie in your own filth
like a mangy dog
Come here
Take my hand
First it was all fun, wasn't it
First it was all cool, wasn't it
It was great being high all the time
We watched
and figured way too late
what was happening with your unstable brain
And now you're sitting behind bulletproof glass
and can't hear us scream anymore.