And the hospital tells me that you need to stay for a few more days They’ve withheld a reason they say they just want to keep you safe And I’m taking the train back home tomorrow I feel like singing messenger with a hook of such great sorrow And she told me to tell you that you’re worth as much as the cuts on your legs And if you cared enough you would have stayed And the news reported the worst today But this will pass and we will soon forget This mess You’re like a ghost with the way you stay and go You thinking thoughts you thought I didn’t know I'm like a child I cry, like a gentle man I lie about your mental health I know I should have gone with you And she told me to tell you that you’re worth as much as the cuts on your legs And if you cared enough you would have stayed And the news reported the worst today But this will pass and we will soon forget This mess