The lights didnt recieve me well,
The picture of you isn't enough;
I don't make enough money
To pay for a phone, otherwise
I'd be calling you every night.

The stage is too high up,
The Ipod I borrowed won't charge
All our songs feel weird,
So wrong, like they are
Missing you more than I am.

The microphone couldn't pickmme up,
The story shouldnt have ended this way;
Your last name is all
I have left keeping ,me
In your heart, and that hurts.

The lights didnt recieve me well,
The picture is starting to fade;
Your song is telling me
I can come on home,
But I don't know the way.

I lost myself, trying to be
Something I am not,
Do you still love me
Enough to welcome me
If I came back?

Tonight leave the light on,
Unlock the door, please,
Because
I am

Coming home.