Get Back Home - The Lacs

If momma don’t leave the lights on

How the hell you gonna get back home?

Broken hearts and open scars

Going down this road I’m on

And everything that I thought good

Turns out that I was wrong

If momma don’t leave the lights on

How the hell you gonna get

How you gonna get back home?

How you gonna get back home?

Like a rebel for a passion of doing just what he wanted

I’m addicted to the whiskey, a sucker for marijuana

Wanna tear outta town quick, fast, and in a hurry

But now the past looking back, it’s kinda blurry now

Feels like a river light wanted in gypsies

Cold and alone, please daddy, come and get me

I thank God for my buddies and dawgs

But with her momma, I don’t know the first person to call

I guess overall, man, I’m just missing my family

You can get what you want, you take the cards you were handed

It’s so damn hard to find your way back home

If momma don’t leave the lights on

How the hell you gonna get back home?

Broken hearts and open scars

Going down this road I’m on

And everything that I thought good

Turns out that I was wrong

If momma don’t leave the lights on

How the hell you gonna get

How you gonna get back home?

(Going back)

How you gonna get back home?

(Coming to ya momma, let’s come back home)

I been up and down these broken roads of empty dreams and promises

just what my momma said

didn’t wanna listen close

I never thought about this shit that I be missing most

I gotta make these dreams, they ain’t gon' make theyself, right?

'Cause in the business here there’s very little shelf life

Hopped up on the wrong path just because it felt right

And followed the fast track, it didn’t help life

I lived the way I knew that really wasn’t mine now

The liquor bottle, habits yeah, they keep me tied down

I’m off the deep end and I’m thinking that I might drown

I’m coming home, momma, please don’t turn the lights out

If momma don’t leave the lights on

How the hell you gonna get back home?

Broken hearts and open scars

Going down this road I’m on

And everything that I thought good

Turns out that I was wrong

If momma don’t leave the lights on

How the hell you gonna get

How you gonna get back home?

How you gonna get back home?