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Last night was an awakening for me
I was stuck in my own dreams
Spelling out the words that had me running out to the sea
And screaming your name at the top of my lungs
And you think that I'd apologize for something that was my fault
I've always had a thing for green eyes no matter what they say
You're in disguise, you're full of shit
And I'm a hypocrite tryna find my way home
And mom's cooking dinner so I won't be home alone

I wanna travel, I wanna see
I wanna be there for everything
I want a girlfriend who cares about me and supports me
I want a crowd full of people who know my name and know every line
I wanna quit my job, I wanna prove everyone wrong
I wanna write more songs and I want them all to be raw
I want my dog to be young again while I grow old
But most of all, I want you to come home

And the door's wide open, you can come in if you want
There's no one in here but me but we're not making love
Collect your things and say you hate me
While I say that you look pretty
And everyone that thinks I'm genuine
Has something quite in store for them
I'm in it for myself and you of all people know that
But I'm sorry
I really am truly sorry
And I want you to find your way home

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from Callalily, released August 8, 2014

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