Where do I go, for now I don't know
I'm trapped on the floor, I hope I don't die alone
I couldn't quite make it out to the phone
So I wrote you a note, on the back of the door
I'll always be yours, please sell all my things
And find you someone to help forget about me
So when your nights are cold, and your days are blue
They can hold you close, the way that I used to
Oh
I called to let you know
Oh
I'm not coming home
So send me to sea, soaked in kerosene, just like a viking king, light the whole damn thing
Or bury me deep, in the cold dark ground, and when my coffin drops, I hope that you're proud
The things I've done, but I haven't always lived, the way I should, I wish I could
Make it back to the phone, to hear your voice tonight, to calm my heart, and quiet my mind
Oh
I called to let you know
Oh
I'm not coming home
Nightshift - Magnolia Lyrics
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Where do I go, for now I don't know
I'm trapped on the floor, I hope I don't die alone
I couldn't quite make it out to the phone
So I wrote you a note, on the back of the door
I'll always be yours, please sell all my things
And find you someone to help forget about me
So when your nights are cold, and your days are blue
They can hold you close, the way that I used to
Oh
I called to let you know
Oh
I'm not coming home
So send me to sea, soaked in kerosene, just like a viking king, light the whole damn thing
Or bury me deep, in the cold dark ground, and when my coffin drops, I hope that you're proud
The things I've done, but I haven't always lived, the way I should, I wish I could
Make it back to the phone, to hear your voice tonight, to calm my heart, and quiet my mind
Oh
I called to let you know
Oh
I'm not coming home
I'm trapped on the floor, I hope I don't die alone
I couldn't quite make it out to the phone
So I wrote you a note, on the back of the door
I'll always be yours, please sell all my things
And find you someone to help forget about me
So when your nights are cold, and your days are blue
They can hold you close, the way that I used to
Oh
I called to let you know
Oh
I'm not coming home
So send me to sea, soaked in kerosene, just like a viking king, light the whole damn thing
Or bury me deep, in the cold dark ground, and when my coffin drops, I hope that you're proud
The things I've done, but I haven't always lived, the way I should, I wish I could
Make it back to the phone, to hear your voice tonight, to calm my heart, and quiet my mind
Oh
I called to let you know
Oh
I'm not coming home
Writer: Jonathan Williams, Jesse Eaves, Truman Passmore, Alexander Lanin-Eaves
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Nightshift
Language: English
Length: 2:55
Written by: Jonathan Williams, Jesse Eaves, Truman Passmore, Alexander Lanin-Eaves