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Professor Green
Professor Green
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eddie Jenkins
Eddie Jenkins
Songwriter
Stephen Manderson
Stephen Manderson
Songwriter
Conor Bellis
Conor Bellis
Songwriter
Jon Hockings
Jon Hockings
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eddie Jenkins
Eddie Jenkins
Producer
Slim Typical
Slim Typical
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I'm sick of all the problems, problems Been drinking too often, often I've been staying out late, out late I know I said that I'd be home But can I even call it- Can I even call it home? It's like a war zone when you're in it But I rattle about in it when I'm here all alone Tidy room, tidy mind, you leave the whole room a mess I'm sick of being a pincushion for you when you were stressed Too many nights I've made my bed Laid in it and lied in it I could pretend I'm better but really who am I tryna kid? I ain't any better, my behaviour's just as foul as yours Window's rattling from slamming doors, as you get out your claws I'm sick of all the problems, problems Been drinking too often, often I've been staying out late, out late I know I said that I'd be home But can I even call it home? When I don't even feel at home Can I even call it- Can I even call it home? It's like a war zone when you're in it But I rattle about in it when I'm here all alone Tidy room, tidy mind, you leave the whole house a mess I'd rather be outta her, she'd like me under house arrest To think I bought the house to their security, and bricks and mortar But this is torture, I resent you and everything I bought ya Personality disorder potentially borderline You think I'm bipolar, we're so up and down all the time I'm sick of all the problems, problems Been drinking too often, often I've been staying out late, out late I know I said that I'd be home But can I even call it home? When I don't even feel at home Can I even call it- Can I even call it home? It's like a war zone when you're in it But I rattle about in it when I'm here all alone Tidy room, tidy mind, you left my whole world a state What a twisted turn of fate We're born to love but learn to hate And I really can't take the stress I'd rather spend my days alone or waste away The day you left was the day the house became a home I'm sick of all the problems, problems Been drinking too often, often I've been staying out late, out late I know I said that I'd be home But can I even call it home? When I don't even feel at home Can I even call it-
Writer(s): Stephen Manderson, Eddie Jenkins, Jon Hockings, Conor Daniel Bellis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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