Flying high to paper skies Soaring through the heavens of shame Find me now I never left the ground Only how the stars remain the same So the stars remain the same So they remain the same
Coming home Well I'm coming home, oh-oh-oh Coming home, oh-oh-oh Coming home, oh-oh-oh
It's always the beautiful ones that let you down They fall in love with the lust They fall in love with sex They fall in love with the faith The faith, the faith, the faith in Hell
A-well it's one small thing I say to you Is always keep control Pretty girls with their painted faces Dancing for the boys Are coming home, home, home Are coming home, oh-oh-oh Coming home, Coming home