This is a song about "Close"

I think that she knows

You're getting too close

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Managers are merciful, close up, and personal.

Give me dome, then let me skate

Gotta close soon, don't want to masturbate

I can taste the salt from my tears

So close your eyes and hold your breath,

Ive come *this* close to snapping

But he don't rule a thing

Took me a while just to write those

Can't touch me, can't even close

It came so close to being the end

Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend