I know I didn't treat a lot you right I'm a closed book with a big bad padlock on it maybe you could say trust issues but **** it I love you guys no **** (maybe a little) because no matter where or how I have been I have had some great people there for me to keep me walking along that tight rope without the fear of a body full of broken bones We climbed hay bales in Drax and ran away from the farmer in his combine harvester we let everybody's tires down and we went to the club and stayed until closing time until after there were no taxis left walking four miles home at four in the morning we had a laugh mate And to my Yankee friends The rest of the world may hate you but I don't (much) video games all night ding **** ditch homecoming and prom and smoking cigarettes behind best buy whole days spent on a couch laughing harder than we were high the bowl we bought together aptly named Willem Defoe Marathon movie nights post virginity loss high fives telling me you were proud of me for how I handled my parents' almost divorce And I'm a cynical, ******* introvert and at times I never want to see a human being ever again but when that feeling fades you guys are the first people I text