Paint pen

Barefoot and running
I told my friends I'd never leave them
And no one sees you coming
I draw your name out with a paint pen

I don't think I wanna talk anymore
I'm too drunk and don't know what to say so I'm closing the door
I really miss him but I know you gotta move on
Grass grows and people go I know it

But I'm not complete
I'm not complete

I don't wanna give up
I can have you on my back when I make it
I don't wanna give up
Call me when you get this

I just wanna go back to the garage
Our ears ringing and people screaming in your car
I never thought to figure out who you really are
Always looking inwards or down or at my own heart

I'm not complete
I'm not complete

I don't wanna give up
I can have you on my back when I make it
No I don't wanna give up
Call me when you get this

There's nothing I can say to make it OK
There's nothing you can say to make it OK

I don't wanna give up
I can have you on my back when I make it
No I don't wanna give up
Call me when you get this