It's 4 in the morning and I cannot sleep I'm waking my mother because my anxiety's peaked This is the fourth or fifth or sixth time this week I won't go to bed So I won't have those dreams I let the water fill up my nose And I don't lift my head until I start to choke How young is too young to turn to stone Are these the answers that nobody knows Goddamnit Jack come home And tell me everything you know I'm moving forward through the feelings again Just take me to the sunrise and teach me all the goodbyes And show me how to be the best I can I have been searching for those secret chords The ones that I must play to please the lord Wrong side of the country on some strangers floor With blood in my mouth and no lock on the door I cut the strings off of that old guitar And then I proceeded to cut off my arm I put it up in good faith that I'd finish this song But bled until I could not hear that soft alarm I'm staring at a ceiling that is not my own I'm calling my mother because I'm so far from home Is this stigmata Is this all I'll ever know Goddamnit Jack come home And tell me everything you know I'm moving forward through the feelings again Just take me to the sunrise and teach me all the goodbyes And show me how to be the best I can Tell me is this all I really am Tell me is this all I really am