And if if makes you less sad we’ll start talking again
And you can tell me how vile I already know that I am
I’ll grow old and start acting my age
I’ll be a brand new day in a life that you hate.
If it makes you less sad I’ll move out of the state
You can keep to yourself I’ll keep out of your way
And if it makes you less sad I’ll take all your pictures down
Every picture you paint, I’ll paint myself out
Some men die under the mountain just looking for gold
Some die looking for a hand to hold