Jah Stitch Follow

He doesn't even want to come back home!
Living this life he can't even process
and wasting all of his friendly thoughts on you.

Prophecies state: a young girl's blood could spill tonight,
all over my Fenix*TX t-shirt that once was white.
And she's gullible enough to trust that fucking fraud,
so this hurting boy is forced to drink and pace all night long.

Look at what your actions have done to him.
He sits on his bus drinking and broken,
and looking at your picture in his wallet.
His therapy is to fucking tear it.

This boy glances at his phone in a hurt and drunk stupor.
Feeling his fingers on the spine of a friendly stranger.
And no matter how much effort, its known he won't forget her,
so he just staggers away to begin his search.

And what is there left to say?
'Cause she's the one that ran away.

He doesn't even want to come back home!
Living this life he can't even process