Robinson
Maybe it's not as simple as lines drawn straight
Life is more crooked and uneven shaped
It's breaking my back to carry these things
All these promises I can't keep

But would I keep them anyway?
When all these thoughts, they just keep dragging me down
Into basements, where I can be
And I know that I should let it go
But I see you in everything
And I'm just tired of losing sleep over this
But I just want you to come back

Although I never played the songs that you liked
You still sat there and smiled
All you had left was that bed and broken bones
And ever since you left, I've missed the smell of smoke

Well I guess that's the truth
That you're dead and you're gone
And nothing will ever bring you back
And the worst part of it all
Is that I see you in everything