You carried a black heart passed down from your dad
If somebody loved you, they'd tell you by now
We all turn away when you're down
You want to go back to where you felt safe
To hear your brother's laughter,
See your mother's face
Your childhood home is just down to white bones
And you'll never find your way back
And when you're gone, will they say your name?
And when you're gone, will they love you the same?
If not, that's okay.
If not, that's okay