moving home

i saw god today

i asked him if i'm ready

'cause my eyes are getting heavy

and my patience is wearing thin

i'm a nervous wreck

i'm a mess

i'm a waste of time

if i could ask for anything it would be one good sleep tonight

and i guess

i'm moving back home. in a week or so

forget about what i said

i was drunk when i said it

i got the note you wrote

i cried when i read it

i don't wanna speak

just let me watch tv

i'll see you in the morning

have a good evening and sweet dreams

and i guess

i'm moving back home. in a week or so