Texty: Jamestown Story. One Last Breath. Breakdown.

Here I am, here I stand
Trying to scrape up another breath, but there's none left for me to
take

You can't breathe, you can sleep, you can't sleep
And god it hurts to even think of trying to eat
And now you're face down in a bathroom stall, can't hold it down can't
hold it down

Break down, break down for all you gave
Break down, break down everything
Reminding you of what you had
Break down, break down for all the pain
Break down, break down everything
Yeah just break down everything

Yeah just break down everything you own
Don't pick up the phone and call
Cause the other line, is another line again

Break down, for everything you had
Break down, cause now it is in the past
Break down, I wish it could have last for you