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You'll be back
You'll see soon or later you'll run home
You run home
You said you wanted time
But we've only got so much and it's weighed in gold
I weigh my time in gold
So that's how you're goin' on
You pack your bags and cut me off and now you're doing it on your own
Chicago must be getting cold this time of year
Well I feel that you'll be running back
I'll be here
The days and the weeks go by
Will you start to miss what you left behind?
You'll be back
You'll see soon or later you'll run home
You run home
You said you wanted time
But we've only got so much and it's weighed in gold
I weigh my time in gold
So that's how you're goin' on
You leave me crumbs and let me know that you're happier alone
Chicago must be so much fun this time of year
Well I fear that you'll be running back
And I'll be here
The days and the months go by
You start to miss what you left behind
You'll be back
You'll see soon or later you'll run home
You run home
You said you wanted time
But we've only got so much and it's weighed in gold
I weigh my time in gold
(I weigh my time, I weigh my time)
I should've left your ass in Chicago
Miss Misery, you ain't shit to me
Know you love company, but you know how the bidness be
One day you're in love with me, the next day we enemies
String me along and try to play me like a symphony
Shittin' on me publicly, you do it just to f*ck with me
Cut me then be cuffin' me, like I was in custody
I could tell you judgin' me, I see it in your eyes
It's something like Sia, I can see in your disguise
And I know you want back that old thing
I just wanna love that's supreme like Coltrane
We both know I'm always on the road, ballin' outta control
But I guess I see you at my next home game, Chicago
You'll be back
You'll see soon or later you'll run home
You run home
