So don't ask me no questions And I won't tell you no lies So don't ask me 'bout my business And I won't tell you goodbye Well, every time that I come home Nobody wants to let me be It seems that all the friends I've got Just got to come interrogate me I

Let me take you home tonight Mamma now it's alright I'll show you sweet delight I don't want to down you, I want to make you high If we just get together, I want to make you see I just got to get loose With you tonight Now I'm not like this, I'm really

So, I'm writing' you this letter between rests 'Cause yesterday a bullet found my chest And I don't got the energy to dress myself And I can't walk without help I can't remember why I joined this war And I can't tell you what we're fighting' for I guess

From the satellite mind Lost where I forgot to hold it Coming home cause I want to Hang out with a starlet Stare out at the ceiling Preview of a screening Flashback of a feeling Sick sense of calling I heard you fuck through the wall

Every night every night every night every night I'm coming home to you My mind is made up My feelings changed and You could let me know I won't blame you I'm coming home to you (I'm coming home) I'm the colorless sunrise That's never good enough

I have for you, oh no, oh no I'll just say, "Well, welcome home now" Could ever stop this love If I go million miles away I'll write a letter each and every day now Oh, honey, nothing, nothing, nothing Nothing is ever gonna change this love You can make

'Cause ain't much changed but my age The man you love is the same I gave you the best of my pieces Promise me you'll let me come back home Keep my bed warm Only say you'll be there when I do Promise you get the best of me Got my mind on your waist

Let it go, ooo ooo 'Cause I'ma I'ma go for broke You could go hard or you could go home You could live life or you could just fold You could stay young or you could grow old You could get high or you could get low Love is much more that paper You can get

Sorry baby girl I gotta go right now Even though I want you I can't take you home right now I'm the shit till I die I'mma let you take this number to my phone right now You gon' fuck me just to get up in my zone right now You gon' force me just to get up

Jesus, take the wheel So give me one more chance Take it from my hands 'Cause I can't do this on my own I'm letting go She was driving last Friday on her way to Cincinnati on a snow white Christmas Eve Going home to see her mama and her daddy with the