A** Back Home

Oh!

You're so ***y, yo!

I don’t know, where you’re going

Or when you’re coming home

I left the keys under the mat to our front door

For one more chance to hold you close

I don’t know, where you’re going

Just get your ass back home

We both knew this type of life didn’t come with instructions

So I’m trying to do my best to make something out of nothing

And sometimes it gets downright shitty in fact

When you call and I don’t know what city I’m in at

Or what day of the week in the middle of the month

In a year I don’t recall

It’s like my life’s on repeat and the last time we spoke

I told you I wouldn’t be long,

That was last November, now December’s almost gone

I’d apologize but I don’t realize what I’m doing wrong

I don’t know, where you’re going

Or when you’re coming home

I left the keys under the mat to our front door

For one more chance to hold you close

I don’t know, where you’re going

Just get your ass back home

And you’ve been nothing but amazing

And I never take that for granted

Half of these birds would have flew the coop

But you, you truly understand it

And the fact you stood beside me,

Every time you heard some bogusness

You deserve a standing o ‘cause they’d a just been over it

Let 'em talk, let 'em talk, let 'em talk, let 'em talk

Like we don’t hear what they saying

Let 'em walk, let 'em walk, let 'em walk, let 'em walk

We’ll just drive by and keep waving

'Cause you and I above all that

Just let them wallow in it

Now they all choked up, yuck

'Cause they be swallowing it

I don’t know, where you’re going

Or when you’re coming home

I left the keys under the mat to our front door

For one more chance to hold you close

I don’t know, where you’re going

Just get your ass back home

No one holds me down like you do sweetheart

You keep doing that, I keep doing this

We’ll be alright in the end

Trust that

We put the us in trust, baby

Let’s go

I don’t care what you’re after

As long as I’m the one, no

I don’t care why you’re leaving

You’ll miss me when you’re gone

I don’t know, where you’re going

Or when you’re coming home

I left the keys under the mat to our front door

For one more chance to hold you close

I don’t know, where you’re going

Just get your ass back home

Ha ha.

I'm home baby!