575, Pt. 1

Pretend like the pain will end You resend that text to you friend I want to end my life, I want to die But you shouldn't it's not right You can do so much better Just remember the days when you weren't Caught up in the rain with the pain of a brokenheart We all fall apart but you shouldn't your life's an art And I'll be your light When you're losing fight Things will be alright I'll pick up the phone I won't let you be alone So dail my line 575 we'll be fine So dail my line At the 575 we'll be fine I'm out