Lyrics:

[Verse: Witt Lowry]
Lose the focus surrounded by all this hopeless in life that you never chosin'
Here I go again, preachin', like I know who you are
Too busy stuck inside your phone to ever notice the stars
I miss the days you'd sing Adele in your car
And had you wetter than the tears you would cry when discussing your scars
I know your demons carry weight, don't know what it's like to be you
Need myself from the bottom, don't know what it's like to need you
You lied from the beginning, Don't know what it's like to read you
My dad passed away and that day I flew out to see you
Do you remember? I'm thinkin' back to December
And how we talked about…