The Problem with Me

Anytime you can find me there, I'll be waiting I walk past the place to meet without turning All day, I've been thinking of you All week, I've been running from you, and I hate it I turn out the lights when I'm thinking about you I'm feeling guilty j

I bought it yesterday Took a friend to the river That's where I told him I was a little sick And I was sick of trying And I was sick of trying I let my chin drop 'cause I don't want to Tell the truth now, 'cause I've been torn up My friend dropped hi

Take picture of me, I wanna sleep in At the base of my neck, I've been aching I've been taken away, I've been taken away From everything that's me From everything that's me Take a picture of him, he's dying His face in a fist, and his face in lights