See when I used to look in the mirror
All I saw was a boy
Mangled by himself
F*cked for mental health
Well, how could I have known?
How could I have known?
What to do or what to say
Oh, I'll just f*ck it up anyway
In your driveway, your hairs turned grey
I'll see you on another day
Just like I said I would
Just like I said I would
Cause the only thing that made me feel good
Was coming home
Ridden with retrospect
Haunted by mistakes and yet
I can't decide where to hide
No, I can't decide where to hide
When I turn around
A missing piece of myself I found
Without fear and without doubt
Text replies and canyon droughts
See, one particularly blurry Sunday night
Everything was near
Everything was clear
And I knew just what I had to do
To break on through to you
Yes I knew just what I had to do
To break on through to you
Cause the only thing that made me feel good
Was coming home
Ridden with retrospect
Haunted by mistakes and yet
I can't decide where to hide
No, I can't decide where to hide
No, I can't decide where to hide