"Come Back Home"

I wake up every morning to see if you wrote
Sometimes you do, but mostly you don’t
And it’s been five weeks since we last spoke
Sometimes I think I see you on the street
Do you rehearse what you’d say if our eyes were to meet?
Do you stay clear of the house? Do you keep things discreet?

All would be forgiven
All would be forgiven
If you come back home

And I wanna be yours again
And I-I-I-I wanna be yours again
And every sign I ignored and dismissed
Every blind spot I must’ve missed
Now you sleep on a couch just a few blocks away
And it’s all catching up to me
Yeah it’s all catching up to me

And I’ve thought about all the ways I could hurt you
To even the score of feeling deserted
But some desperate displays I know aren’t worth it

All would be forgiven
All would be forgiven
If you come back home

And I wanna be yours again
And I-I-I-I wanna be yours again
And every sign I ignored and dismissed
Every blind spot I must’ve missed
Now you sleep on a couch just a few blocks away
And it’s all catching up to me
Yeah it’s all catching up to me

A few months, a few years we got lazy
I stop thinking ‘bout you
And looking back it’s a little bit hazy
When we started breaking in two
Fuck today, can we think about tomorrow?
And learn a little bit of what we’ve been through
You can’t find this at the supermarket
A little bit finished but it feels brand new

And I wanna be yours again
And I-I-I-I wanna be yours again
And every sign I ignored and dismissed
Every blind spot I must’ve missed
Now you sleep on a couch just a few blocks away
And it’s all catching up to me
Yeah it’s all catching up to me
Yeah it’s all catching up – to me