Charlie Ain't Home - ZZ Ward

Golden honey dripping from this house

Black stilettos on a leather couch

Jeans sticking tight like glue

Soaking wet, drink it up like juice

Come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on

Lay me down on sheets of cotton

You make me feel like I could fly

Headlights on the bedposts, we ain’t stopping

If you forgot, I’ll tell you why

'Cause Charlie ain’t home

Charlie ain’t home

Charlie ain’t home

Dig my fingertips into your back

Till the pictures break and the floorboards crack

On my tongue is a silver key

Swimming deep in the sinners' sea

Come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on

Lay me down on sheets of cotton

You make me feel like I could fly

Headlights on the bedposts, we ain’t stopping

If you forgot, I’ll tell you why

'Cause Charlie ain’t home

Charlie ain’t home

Charlie ain’t home

Oh Charlie, Charlie

Please let that boy go darling

It wasn’t his fault, it was mine

Oh Charlie, Charlie

He didn’t know no better

I should have listened, you were right

Lay me down on sheets of cotton

You make me feel like I could fly

Headlights on the bedposts, we ain’t stopping

If you forgot, I’ll tell you why

'Cause Charlie ain’t home

Charlie ain’t home

Charlie ain’t home

Charlie ain’t home

Charlie ain’t home