This is a song about "I have a song i need to sing you and i like pancakes"

Now that you’re gone, gone, gone

And, shit, here i am, writing this song

I can't ever change without you

Because it's you i stick this song to,

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

I made a song at camp

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Have to admit i need help

Sing my song, i drink alone cus i'm my own

So i parked in a tow-away zone

The straight life's like a sedative, everything's cool

Lord have mercy i act a fool, maybe i need to go back to school