Letter To a Lover

I need to see you again Cuz I've been on the run and I've been looking for an end The devil talks about what I've done I'm on my way to Indiana And I'm heading towards your son I'm big enough to admit that you were right When you threw your wine at me that late April night The band is playing all your song Felt like our apartment on the west side of the road Close to home And I've been lost but I found my old friend He's gunna help me get up gunna help me make it end All the signs wanting me In a dark place where the sun will never gleem I'm big enough to admit that you were right When you poured that wax and it made all your scars turn bright The band is playing all your song Felt like our apartment on the west side of the road Close to home