Were there some things inside of me that I needed to show? 'Cause it was you who talked me down from jumping off the ledge. In hindsight, I loved your rawness and I loved your edge. Maybe I blamed you for everything – That was my mistake. Tell me you ain't 6 feet under.Īnd tell that you coming back and you just took a break. I tried to channel you in hopes that I could stare back.īut it's like every intersection we just missed each other.
Maybe you died 'cause everybody asked me, 'Where you at?'
