Before you leave
Better check your receipt
Make sure you've got back everything you want from me
Next to you
I stand in defeat
On top of the stack of the years of us on repeat
And I know it won't feel the same underneath
Still the sun shines through the tears in the sheet
There's nothing left to cover me
Will you find your way back home, to me?
Will you find your way back home, to me?
Will you find your way back home, to me?
Will you find your way back home, to me?