Can we please stop all the yelling,
its getting us nowhere.
Neither one of us will raise the white flag.
Can we ever stop pretending
that we're getting somewhere.
I packed my bags and I ain't ever coming back.
And it don't really make a difference to me.
Can we both write it off as crazy
that you're licking my wounds.
It's not your fault we got a little off track.
Will we ever drop the small things?
Its getting us nowhere.
I packed my bags and I ain't ever coming back.
And it don't really make a difference to me.
After all I've done you left me here alone.
How could I be wrong so long?
Is it something I've done?
You were always welcome home.
Can we consider ourselves lucky
to be in the same room?
What the hell were you thinking?
Will we ever drop the small things?
They're getting us nowhere.
I packed my bags and I waved the white flag.
It don't really make a difference to me.
After all I've done you left me here alone.
How could I be wrong so long?
Is it something I've done?
(Is there something I can do that will make you come home?)
After all I've done you left me here alone.
How could I be wrong so long?
Is it something I've done?
You were always welcome home.
Don't stop with an inch to burn.
The candlewick is thick you've learned and the gun's under your bed.
The thoughts race through your head.
And just a millimeter right or left,
it's heavier if it's been said,
so I'll say it again...
you were always welcome home.
I'll be sure and wait up as long as I am here.
(x2)
its getting us nowhere.
Neither one of us will raise the white flag.
Can we ever stop pretending
that we're getting somewhere.
I packed my bags and I ain't ever coming back.
And it don't really make a difference to me.
Can we both write it off as crazy
that you're licking my wounds.
It's not your fault we got a little off track.
Will we ever drop the small things?
Its getting us nowhere.
I packed my bags and I ain't ever coming back.
And it don't really make a difference to me.
After all I've done you left me here alone.
How could I be wrong so long?
Is it something I've done?
You were always welcome home.
Can we consider ourselves lucky
to be in the same room?
What the hell were you thinking?
Will we ever drop the small things?
They're getting us nowhere.
I packed my bags and I waved the white flag.
It don't really make a difference to me.
After all I've done you left me here alone.
How could I be wrong so long?
Is it something I've done?
(Is there something I can do that will make you come home?)
After all I've done you left me here alone.
How could I be wrong so long?
Is it something I've done?
You were always welcome home.
Don't stop with an inch to burn.
The candlewick is thick you've learned and the gun's under your bed.
The thoughts race through your head.
And just a millimeter right or left,
it's heavier if it's been said,
so I'll say it again...
you were always welcome home.
I'll be sure and wait up as long as I am here.
(x2)