I don't think it would be fair
To say that I understand
Why spend the day burying your head

We recall a time
And we recall a time
When our words meant so much
And I think they still do
Because they have to resonate somewhere
And we're only getting older
But that doesn't mean we stop believing

You say you're comfortable here –
In the darkest room of a two story house –
But your pain is growing bigger

I think it's time to get out
Before your heart gives in

How can I love you ‘til the day I die
if you chose to drink yourself to death?

Take my hand and let's get up!
Take my hand and never stop believing

I know it's not easy
But we can try
I'm going to love you ‘til the day I die.