[Verse 1]
This is for my friends back at home
I ain’t heard from you since before I was gone
Keep leaving messages at the tone
Be nice if one of you picked up the phone
I know the seasons changed and you all busy
But I’m started to think that you just don’t miss me
It’s funny that I’m writing this inside a letter
Cause I know you ain’t read the other ones I sent ya
But if you get the time can you read this thing
Or call me up, give me a ring
I just need a friend who can calm me down
Recеntly my head has been spinning round
These pеople started laughing at my songs again
It’s hard to call them friends when they don’t act like friends
They keep saying this shit I want it all to end
But I’m stuck inside a box without an opening
I just need a chance to just be myself
All this fucking time I’ve been someone else
Seeing all these faces, all the girls and dudes
I don’t wanna be another one of you
I just wanna be who I am
Take a pic for your snap
Posting shit on your gram
You gotta know what you’re doing
You gotta make up excuses
You gotta tell them the truth
That way you’re gonna confuse em
You gotta go do it different
You gotta make them look stupid
You gotta show them who’s crazy
Feels like a dream but it’s lucid
Take a deep breath and let me know
This is how life is, it’s how it goes
And if you need a friend who can hold you close
Girl pick up your phone
I could be the one that you call when you’re all alone
[Instrumental Interlude]

[Verse 2]
Holding on to memories that fade away
I know I send a letter back like every day
Maybe they get lost, or I forgot to pay
But I have a copy of them when you come to stay
I’m sorry that they laughing at your songs
Don’t worry you won’t be stuck there for long
People never seem to understand
People never seem to understand
We all miss you man, and you know it’s true
Your girl’s been crying every night dude
Winter’s come around and we’re back at school
We cannot find reception to give you a call
I go visit your grave, like every day
Like I still got respects that I have to pay
I send these responses to all your old letters
Wishing when you were here, I replied faster
I replied faster
I blame myself really

[Instrumental Outro]