I thought the house on maple hill was abandoned years ago
Then I saw you sitting on one of the beds
Injecting yourself and infecting yourself with heroin
I knew you ran away a long time ago

We used to hold hands, and you’d talk about your mom
But you left me, and you left without me

I helped you pack your bags that morning in October
Then come November I thought you were sober
But I guess the darkness took over

I thought the house on maple hill was abandoned years ago