Departures

I'm dying here before your eyes inside of darken circles 
  I'm afraid of savage things I fought to keep away 
  Before I found out just what I found that I knew you'd become 
  Now you know the things I'm running from... 

  You could help me hide in the places I once lived and lost the one 
  Now you know the things I'm running from... 
  Now you know the things I'm running from... 

  You're killing me kid, but I know your intentions are good 
  I read what you wrote out, asked me to slow down, I should 
  I think you're trying to make it seem like it never could've meant enough 
  But what I'm hearing you say is that you're running away 'cause it meant too much 

  So this isn't easy, I know the weather here number is best 
  San Francisco got cold as I read your note walking van next to Oak 
  You said I guess I'll be home soon but things will be different I'm sure 
  So I thought that you should know if things are gonna change when you come home 
  Maybe this time don't