Going Home

irosa: I've been seeking, tired of dreaming of something that's stable, and what I knew.

If I could count all the lies I fed to you after all these years

I thought I grew

I should have known better

When you cried at the table, this was more than you were able to handle

Now I'm sitting here, tired and alone and your absence makes me ready to go

This road is long, keep driving cuz at least I'd be going somewhere

This car is my home with all the traffic blaring out, all the despair.

(This isn't what I dreamt)

I'm going home

Veela: I'm mistaken

Tired of making out like

You never do what I want you to

I've always lacked that subtlety

That makes girls into great women

Before they fly the coop

Yeah, you should have known better

When I cried at the table

It was more than I was able to handle

Now I'm flights away

And I cant go home

And your absence

Has got me ready to blow

Well your family's never liked me, never liked me

I don't want to be your dirty secret again

Don't like the way your daddy looks at me like I'd be a threat he's

Stubborn as I've ever met

But it's your fault that you're quiet

When they bully me

If you cared then you'd be jumping at my defence

Your inaction hurts more than a weak stance

And I've had enough, that's it I'm leaving

I'm going home

You will never know what I know

Hear me out