At first I recoil at the thought of you smoking, But then I think it'd make you fun again. I first heard my name. I was alone in the kitchen. I know what is on your mind again. I took the night off. Became the dumbest thing ever. I know that I let you down again. My least favorite thought is the sound of her screaming, I know what will make you whole again I know what will make you whole again I know what will make you whole again