Letra da Música May de The Story So Far

Might as well pack up all your stuff
And move into my head
I wish I could dispose of all these
Thoughts and just be numb instead

I wish you'd stop running from
Your problems and run to me instead
Black and blue, eyes bloodshot red
While she's passed out out in her bed

This song is for William
This song is for William

Maybe I can make you change
Your decision by using all the ink in this pen
Maybe I can make you change
Your decision by using all the ink in this pen
Maybe I can change you