Your mind is playing tricks on you, my dear-
You deserve everything.
Everything goes away-
But I'm gonna be here till I'm nothing but bones in the ground.
If they said you were the crooked kind, and that you'd never have no worth-
You're worth more than gold, to me.
I'm trying-
Well then please stay, I know you're trying your best.
The weight of the world rests on your shoulders.
I know people don't appreciate you, but I do, and I'm not the only one.
The ink is spilling over, of what we didn't write-
And there's still time to write more.
What you really need is what you're hiding from my eyes.
Even when you feel entirely alone,
please remember you'll always have me-
and Will, and Tom, and all our friends. You'll never be alone.