I Don’t Think It’s Too Late

I'm not dead
And I feel better than the last
Time I talked to you

Sleeping with you on the couch
Was the best I've felt in months
You know you're my family
Until the day that all my blood stops running
And my heart gives up
They find me in the bathroom tied off
Or like Jason on the kitchen floor
Chain lock on the door, receipts on the table
Twelve unread emails
I was going through withdrawal in a mall
I threw up in the food court
Waiting on a call to come through
And the more half baked
Romantic part of my brain
Told me that was the thing to hold on to

I don't think it's too late i don't think

Is it too late?
Were the best times of my life mistakes?
I owe a lot of apologies
And I wish I'd made some of them sooner
Should've spent more time around
Mountains and trees
I should've moved back out of the city
I wish I'd read more of the books I bought
Unless heaven is as boring
As we always thought
Then I hope they let me read
All of the books I brought
Hope they let me read all
Of the books I brought

I don't think it's too late
I don't think it's too late
I don't think it's too late
I don't think it's too late

Uh, I was just calling to talk to
You for a little bit and, uh
See how you're doing and everything
Love you, buddy