Intro: x4 verse 1: I don't plan anything I'm trying to come home thoughts of you are always on my mind a runaway from problems my excuse when i am there you roll over once again I'm gone I'm old it's plain to see this life of tragedy save it for later that's fucked we always said Chorus 1: what will that do for us what will that do for us what will that do for us now I tried to paint a picture of the time that we once shared you never seemed to be so concerned Post Chorus: