Traveling with friends is ever bliss or hell on Earth.
I still think of her daily. And it still hurts.
There were red flags, but I didn’t notice.
Sometimes the most loving thing you can do, is to walk away.
Fasten your seatbelts, this is going to be a bumpy ride.
To the boy who never did anything wrong, but also never did anything right:
I made a bad decision and I don’t expect him to forgive me.
Content notice: suicidal images.
I knew Marcus was no longer Marcus.
The lyrics are pretty self-explanatory.