Comedown

I wish that this room had no windows So I would never have to let the sun in My friends all tell me that's not healthy But they don't live inside my skin And you dont know what to say And you dont know what to do And i guess its my all my fault For leaning you But isnt that what friends are for? To pick you up off of the floor? To tell you it wont hurt no more? Not twist your love into a chore I guess i fell too many times By scenerios of my design I fell in love with getting high Trying to escape my mind