Ready for Home

Let me tell you a story Let me know if it's too boring I sit and I dwell on every mistake, I'm Lost in a time that made me feel safe Getting lost just to find yourself Where you never thought you'd be With dead end friends and skeletons to Comfort away the grief Is the city slicking part of me getting old? 'Cause the run down couches start to feel like home I'm running with the night, broken knife fight it cuts me up Bottles to the roof for never growing up And I'm ready for home Too many nights spent all alone And I'm ready for home Is it living on the edge that makes me feel dead? (Feel dead...) It's got me knocked out, dragged out far from home The more you kick me when I'm down the more I grow The only place I have left is with me So I might as well kick back and get comfy Ready for home Too many nights spent all alone And I'm ready for home Is it living on the edge that makes me feel dead? (Makes me feel dead) And it's not the same as it used to be When every little thing makes me unhappy I don't want you to tell me That you feel bad for me Ready for home Too many nights spent all alone And I'm ready for home Is it living on the edge that makes me feel dead?