Liam Kingsley - Post-Baltimore Lyrics

Well, this is the end
In your room, on your phone, on your phone
On your couch, on the floor
In the snow I found you below

You tell me so
How that time that you wished you could die I showered alone
Freaked out and at home
Freaked out and at home
I showered alone

I can't prove you wrong
But I'll try and I'll try and I'll try
Till you're angry and yelling and crying
Now I'm crying and yelling and angry

You tell me to go
And the wind chill is 30 below
And the hollow we chose to let go breathes in
Real deep and real slow

I guess I should get home