It was in the march of the winter I turned 17

that I bought those things

I thought I would need

and I wrote a letter to my family

said it's not your fault

and you've been good to me

just lately I've been feeling

like I don't belong

like the ground's not mine to walk upon

and I've heard that music

echo through the house

where my grandmother drank

by herself

and I sat watching a flower

as it was withering

I was embarrased by it's honesty

so I'd prefer to be remembered as a smiling face

not this fucking wreck

that's taken it's place



so please forgive what I have done

no you can't stay mad at the setting sun

we all get tired I mean eventually

there's nothing left to do but sleep



but spring came bearing sunlight

those persuasive rays

so I gave myself a few more days

my salvation it came, quite suddenly

when Justin spoke very plainly

he said "Of course it's your decision,

but just so you know,

if you decide to leave,

soon I will follow"



I wrote this for a baby

who has yet to be born

my brother's first child

I hope that womb's not too warm

cause it's cold out here

and it'll be quite a shock

to breathe this air

to discover loss

so I'd like to make some changes

before you arive

so when your new eyes meet mine

they won't see no lies

just love.

just love