Don't fold But I wish you were home Hold on Don't check your phone It's just ticking and ticking time I'm awaiting to hold you next to my side I've been waiting all day and a couple nights I've been waiting but it still ain't right But when you coming back? I can't keep losing track My mind is going mad (Mind is going mad) What's holding you back? (What's holding you back, back, back, back) I ain't got these racks (Ain't got these racks) But it's you and I You and I We gonna go get this bag Don't fold But I wish you were home Hold on Don't check your phone

Stuck between the do or die, I feel emaciated Hard to breathe I try and try, I'll get asphyxiated Swinging from the tallest height, with nothing left to hold on, to Every sky is blue, but not for me and you Come home Come home Come home Come home Glass and petrol, vodka, gin, it feels like breathing methane Throw yourself from skin to skin, and still it doesn't dull the pain Vanish like a lipstick trace, it always blows me away Every cloud is grey, with dreams of yesterday Come home Come home Come home Come home Come home Come home Come home Come home Always goes against the grain and I can try and deny it Give a monkey half a brain, and still he's bound to fry it Now the happening scene is dead, I used to want to be there, too Every sky is blue, but not for me and you Come home Come home Come home Come home Come home Come home Come home Come home

I come home And I find myself alone again And I need your voice on the phone To remind me of how brave I am Cause I get scared at night and I lose my heart I see faces in my window, I hear noises in the dark I lose my mind between the front door and the car But you cannot run from demons They know just where you are And I buy draperies to keep me in Cause I fear my heart is beating on the outside of my skin And anyone who wants to can look on in They will find me in my solitude Yeah, sometimes in my sin Cause these walls ain? t thick enough to keep out the sound Of the ghosts who dance outside my door They feed upon the ground They stepped on from the heavens They reach up from the mud Their eyes are empty They are looking for blood There was a lady, she lived next door She ain? t living anywhere anymore No, she died slowly and full of pain And I never saw her face and I never learned her name But she visits me on some days She asks me where I come from She asks me why I stay But she knows that I get scared at night and I lose my heart See faces in my window, I hear noises in the dark And I lose my mind between the front door and the car But you cannot run from demons They know just where you are They know just where you are And I come home And I need your voice on the phone I need your voice on the phone I need your voice on the phone I need your voice