Call it by what it is I don't think I can handle it I feel the same thing I dont like it Down into the abyss Be just who you needed Well you were a young kid Now I really fucking need it I feel heavier with every miss Darling I'm with, Out You With Out You Hear you trying to talk to me And you're waiting in the tall trees Yeah, I know that it was real, If a little but surreal You don't get what you deserve You loose what you give, And you get what you take Now, forget about the young boy, Tired on the tree trunk I love it when you say my name Beauty is where you find it Now I really fucking need it I feel heavier with every miss Darling I'm with, Out You With Out You Oh, I'm with Out You With Out You So blame it on the streetlights, love Blame it on this fucked up mess Ill blame it on, blame it on No don't stop Living And don't stop Believing