I don't feel well I don't feel right I doubt I make it through the night And she swore the stitches wouldn't stay And goodnight from far away
She said I spoke with a tongue of spears last night My words so unclear And she said she hates when I get that way But it's how I stay safe
And I want to come home Cuz' I miss your bones And I'm sick and tired Of always sleeping alone And I need to come back Cuz' the road's to hard To many sinners And to many bars
I hope these wall are paper thin My untied tie My mouth full of gin N' I hope that this mirror is a lie Cuz' I don't recognize that guy Well I flew the coop Well I missed the mark What's important now Is that I have lost And while I whittle days away All I can say Is I want you here Now let's share a smoke Why aren't you here N' I miss your folks I swear I can't wait around no more And this town is such a bore
And I want to come home Cuz' I miss your bones And I'm sick and tired Of always sleeping alone And I need to come back Cuz' the road's to hard (hard) To many sinners And to many bars
And you said dear your stitches will stay As long as your away So come back home Really soonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.