Another late night, didn't sit right
The feedback's getting louder
I can't get ahold of myself no more, no more, no more
Took a chance on letting go, took a
Cheap trip on an unmarked road
Mama I just wanna go home, go home, go home, go home
I'm not over skipping stones
I might just go in after them
I feel closer to years ago than yesterday
Than yesterday
I'm getting lost, quitting halfway through
Turning round and forgiving too soon
I broke down in my childhood bed, seeing red, seeing red, seeing red, oh my god
I remember years back on
The swing set where I hit my head
And I cried but I couldn't since then, since then, since then, since then, so I thought
I'm not over skipping stones
I might just go in after them
Cause I feel closer to years ago than yesterday
Than yesterday
We could be, we could be
We could be more than this just tell me now
We could be, we could be
If we could be more than this just show me how
We could be, we could be
If we could be more than this just tell me now
We could be, we could be
If we could be more than this just show me how
Show me how
Show me how
Show me how
Show me how