I wish I could turn back
the hands of my watch
and return to the night
where I first knew I'd die

I would kiss all the fingers
of the lovers I've laid with
if I could only realize
that they'd all die too

I want to return to the sunshine
0 and happiness of summer at 15
and spring in my early years

I hope I can save myself
in some sort of time machine
if I can survive past
these weeks staring at me

I would take myself by the arm
take away the razors
I'd kiss all my tears away
I'd be my own savior

I want to return to the sunshine
and happiness of summer at 15
and spring in my early years

I drink, I cry, I fall down
I'm too scared to try
I drink, I cry, I fall all over myself
I'm too scared to kill myself

I want to return to when life was as simple as
sitting on barstools
at my kitchen counter
I want to go back, I want to go home but that's not my home anymore
that joke is not laughable
oh my.