I'm dying here before your eyes inside of darkened circles
I'm afraid of savage things I've fought to keep away
Before I found out just what I found
That I knew you'd become
Now you know the things I'm running from
You can help me hide
In the places I once lived
And lost the one
Now you know the things I'm running from
Now you know the things I'm running from
You're killing me, kid
But I know your intentions are good
I read what you wrote out
Asked me to slow down, I should
I think you're trying to make it seem
Like it never could've meant enough
But what I'm hearing you say is that you're running away
Cause it meant too much
So this isn't easy
I know the weather in Melbourne is best
San Francisco got cold as I read your note
Walking there next to oak
You said I guess I'll be home soon,
But things will be different, I'm sure
So I thought that you should know
If things are gonna change when you come home,
Maybe this time don't.