Put me in your suitcase, let me help you pack Cuz you're never coming back, no you're never coming back
Cook me in your breakfast and put me on your plate Cuz you know I taste great, yeah you know I taste great
At the hop it's greaseball heaven With candypants and archie too
Put me in your dry dream or put me in your wet If you haven't yet, no if you haven't yet Light me with your candle and watch the flames grow high No it doesn't hurt to try, it doesn't hurt to try
Well I won't stop all of my pretending that you'll come home You'll be coming home, someday soon
Put me in your blue skies or put me in your gray There's gotta be someway, there's gotta be someway Put me in your tongue tie, make it hard to say That you ain't gonna stay, that you ain't gonna stay
Wrap me in your marrow, stuff me in your bones sing a mending moan, a song to bring you home