Though you're hung up on the road, don't ever feel like you couldn't come home
When you're staring down the face of the ghost by the grace of the poison in you
Just leave right away, and I will talk to you on the phone

When you're caught in a very bad dream, don't ever feel like you couldn't come clean
When you're sick to the taste and the weight of the world is a noose around you
Just stop right away and lemme tell you I love you the most

I will send back a note from the depths of a German room

When you're stuck in a very deep hole, and you're down at the end of the rope
When you're locked in a jail cell, sick from the cold and erased from the new
Lemme bail you out and subtract from the weight of the load
And sing lullabies, make you feel like you're not alone