Please come home, Oh please come home, Oh please come home, So come home with me …
Cus it might numb the pain.
Ecstasy is currency, It was never perfect, That makes it all that more worth it, And we were made to be free, It was never perfect, That makes it all that more worth it.
Remember when we used to, Remember when we used to smile, At the vile, The things we saw them do, But now you do them too, Sunny day dreams seem so far away.
Please come home, Oh please come home, Oh please come home, So come home with me, …
Cus it might numb the pain.
She's taught to, Burn her bridges, And not look back, Build more bridges, And not look back. …
Let the shimmering dust, Lie low upon your skin, As the stars burn in through the blinds, Let me paint paper boats on your skin, Let me feel the curve of your spine, Let me in, Just let you be mine, There's always solace in this madness.
It's all she's been taught from the start, Give it up, Give it up 'till you find out who you are, It's all she's been taught from the start, GIVE IT UP!