Everything (BriBry)

With a head as muddled and cloudy as mine And a heart that's winning races in record time And a town crier who is seldom heard Or a novel writer with no words But every last detail, and every little problem talk You have been everything to someone like me You have done all the things I didn't do for you A mind so cynical for a happy face With sense, you'd have took my hand and left this place Conjoined, but never on the same page Oh would you have stuck around if I acted my age? But every last detail talk You have been everything to someone like me You have done all the things I didn't do for you Every... last detail You have been everything to someone like me You have been everything to someone like me You have done all the things I didn't do for you You have been everything to someone like me You have been everything