I'd go back to a time when I was
Happy that I finally belonged
And where I wasn't guilty of no more crimes
And I could tell you that I miss it but I
know that you don't
Like it when I'm gone for too long
And you think the place where my head goes is wrong
And I know that there's no place all the trauma
Heals if I keep on running from the things
We don't agree on
Pack your bags and come with me brother
Lay this life down, cut your ties and let's not look back
We're running out of the time I need to be
Not so sick of you
We're running out of the ways I can be patient with a
Ignorant and Shameful
Hard-Headed Asshole
Damn Fuckin' Know it All
I can't live without
'Cause how could I be happy if I
Know that you're not there
I'd go back to the days when I felt
Pure and so set in my ways
A sense of normal settled into my
Bones without the Salt and Burn
to hinder me, I felt right at
Home is leather seats on four wheels
between the rat filled motels and diner meals
I'll get the salad, and I'll get the shake
And it would suck to have to break apart
We can't do this
Pack your bags and come with me brother
Lay this life down, cut your ties and let's not look back
Chorus
There to help me up
When the going gets rough
When the monsters come to gank me back
Back to how we were before
We grew up in a black four-door
Young and so bulletproof
Together we could save the world
We're running out of the time I need to be
Not so sick of you
We're running out of the ways I can be patient with a
PTSD hot mess
Devil-May-Care Thoughtless
Murderer, where's Cas?
I can't live without
'Cause how could I be happy if I
Know that you're not there