I've been thinking 'bout the eagle
You painted for your grandfather
I've been thinking 'bout your new room
With the white walls at the shelter
I've been thinking 'bout the bullies
That'll keep you from going back to high school
And I've been thinking 'bout your red hair
You never looked us in the eyes

I wanna tell you that it's all gonna get better
I wanna tell you that it's all gonna get easier

You packed the car with the two kids
And you left him in the mountains
I know you're tired of the same shit
And the money keeps disappearing
I really didn't realize how hard you've been struggling
I really didn't realize how alone you've been - how lonely

Do you think it's gonna be alright?
God I hope it's gonna be alright

I've got a list it's been growing
Since i was thirteen years old
And you told me what your brother did
I've got a list it's got strangers and fathers
And guys from around our town

And every single name still hits me in the gut
Like a bullet in the gut