I'll take Sunday night with a blanket over this old, dark house
An occasional ruffle, but nothing like you or even this memory of you
Do you save our pictures like I do?
Home is where you dieWe we're like a lullaby
You hit like a hammer now
You used to lean into me
Now you stand away
Those wheels just push right by now
Just a few feet from my life
If I leaned into their mess
I'd see you in hell
See you in hell
You looked straight at me
Then laughed and said so honestly
"You're so dead now"
As I thought to myself, "Is that really true?"
Because I killed you in my head
You can too
There's no second chanceWe we're like a lullaby
You hit like a hammer now
You used to lean into me
Now you stand away
Those wheels just push right by now
Just a few feet from my life
If I leaned into their mess
I'd see you in hell
See you in hell
Home is where you die
There's no second chance
Home is where you die
There's no second chance
