You're killing me, kid, 
But I know you're not trying to, 
It's just that I've crossed out 
More than I wrote down 
For you,
And now I'm trying to play it off, 
Like: "Oh, I wasn't trying that hard",
What I'm trying to say is, 
I was trying to say that you should come home
I know it seemes crazy, 
But the weather changed as soon as you left,
And even wearing a coat now, 
I think it's to cold 
To sit in front of Holyoke,
But I guess you'll be here soon, 
So you can see for yourself,
I just thought that you should know, 
If this is what happens when you go,
Maybe next time don't.