115 an hour
Is that what it takes to feel better
Just taking notes to report to my mother
It's getting bad again
And it's only a couple of sessions
Sarah why can't you let anyone in
It's been almost a year since all of that happened
Just try to move past it
All the neurotransmitters and paths in my brain
The therapy sessions and the pills I could take
They'd just wipe your memory away
And it's 584 miles to
The last place that I'll ever see you
A hospital room, just a door that we'll pass through
We can never go back to
All the neurotransmitters and paths in my brain
The therapy sessions and the pills I could take
They'd just wipe your memory away
But at least now I still feel you here
At least now I still feel you
At least now I still feel you here
At least now I still feel you
At least now I still feel you here
At least now I still feel you
At least now I still feel you here
At least now I still feel you
115 an hour
Is that what it takes