Our Home
Lyrics
Our apartment is pretty small
Stacks of my shit in the closet
You're on the bed looking at Vine
I'm on the couch
Drunk most the time
We have a home
You're not around too much
I sit and play my lonely songs
You stand at the door
And say "I love you"
But you won't go
'Til I say it too
You work too much
I don't work enough
You need me to say
You're pretty each day
We have a home
You're not around too much
I sit and play my lonely songs
For you
Song for you to love
To take you home
Say the things that I can't tell you
We have a home
You're not around too much
Six plants to call our own inside
You say my name
It sets my mind to wander
Hope you know the spell I'm under
Writer(s): Fletcher Johnson
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