It Was Nice To See You

Holy shit I miss that bridge It was good to see you Don't give up I know it's tough It was nice to see you I'm telling you one day I'll find myself But not from some little tiny rock I should really call my mom to help Told my dad I hate myself He said I'll be ok But sometimes he feels like killing himself I know that road like the back of my hand But that's a place I'll never go again When I'm thinking about killing myself Told my brother I needed some help He said it always gets better He's been thinking about reaching to me for help