Текст песни Everything

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