Come back home for the lightning chase
I don't know why I hate this place
All these eyes staring back at you
And I'm hoping they don't change my room
Talk a little too fast gonna bite my tongue
Dusty lace living in my lungs
A memory flood, but it's gone too soon
Here's to summer storms in the afternoon
But I hope they don't change my room
Oh, I hate to say I'm leaving
Got tired missionary feelings
Oh, I know there's other reasons
So what's the point of trusting?
You're gonna leave me here with nothing
Oh, everybody wants something
(Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh)
(Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh)
Swell so loud I forgot your name
Cut your hair, but you look the same
Pay somebody and they'll pack your bags
Full of memories you'd rather have
But I hope you don't mind the sand
Oh, I hate to say I'm leaving
Got tired missionary feelings
Oh, I know there's other reasons
So what's the point of trusting?
You're gonna leave me here with nothing
Oh, everybody wants something
(Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh)
(Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh)
