Through all this lonesome drinkng and dreaming,
wound up swearing at the stars.
I get tired of asking questions,
when you start demanding answers,
I get tired of being left in the dark.
So I'll be howl-mouthed, open tear,
and love-filled.
Peel me back with her eyes,
Find all my empty spaces,
All the thoughts and I erase them,
Kept on the inside.
I'll be coming home
To you,
Not the way that I thought, (no).
If all the strings bring me out across your graze,
I'll be coming home
To you.
With all that's familiar,
You're fleeting,
You drive off backwoods in the rain.
You take one hand in mine and
We kiss regret goodbye,
Watch it all fade away.
Coming home to you,
Not the way that I thought of.
If all the strings
Spread me out across your graze,
I'll be coming home
To you.
Coming home
To you,
Not the way that I thought I knew.
If all the strings spread me out across your graze,
I'll be coming home
To you.

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