Brown grass and peeling paint   Dirty glass of lemonade   And your back’s about to break   Cause it’s more than you can take   Is that what you were talking to Jesus about?   All those things you can’t figure out   You’ve been chasing those dreams for so long now   But your devotion turns to doubt   And the people you hoped you would meet   But you’re still here with me      When you lay down by my side   When the lights are all out   You’ve got no corners where you can hide   Especially from yourself   And you kiss like a corpse   And you smile like a crow   And my threads are too short   When your wounds are exposed   And the places you hoped you would see   But you’re still here with me      And I sleep with your ghost   The dotted outline of what you were   But what I miss most   Is when you’d draw near   Cause this house would rattle and shake   When we’d stay up late   And the grass was green and the glasses were clean   And these walls were covered with brand new white paint   And the person you thought you’d be   But you’re still here with me      You're still here with me   But you're still here with me   But you're still here with me