Don't Come Home - All Human

«You don’t get on with people,

And you don’t think anyone could love you.

You don’t think much of anyone anyways»

There’s a sadness in your eyes.

You didn’t used to look like that.

You don’t do much of smiling nowadays.

Don’t be home for supper.

Don’t be home for christmas.

Don’t come home its over,

Please don’t call or write.

You don’t think that Jesus ever could forgive you.

You dont believe a sinner ever can be saved.

There’s a longing in your eyes,

Like a dog about to be put down.

You don’t like to think about those types of things.

Don’t be home for supper.

Don’t be home for christmas.

Don’t come home its over,

Please don’t call or write.

You’ve been so lovely,

On the worst of days.

I’ve been so horrid,

In so many different ways.

I’d say leave me here to wallow, and drink away my days.

You’ve been so kind,

Such a loving friend.

I’ve been so drunk,

So awfully God damned mean.

You say God broke the mold then threw it away after she made me.

You’ve always been there,

Endured my fits.

I’ve been so cruel.

Such a piece of shit.

It’s only fitting, it would end this way.

Yeah, it’s only fitting we’d end this way.