I've been praying for something Warm sheets and a bad diagnosis And I'm still sitting here
Stoned and at home
I've been desperate to find it Warm eyes and two hands to revive this cuz I'm still sitting here bored and alone Stoned and at home
I wanted love I wanted something to call my own I wanted love I wanted something to bring back home
You'd say I'm a suffer in pieces and slowly I'd start to believe it cuz I'm still sitting here stoned and at home
Sometimes the struggle's enticing The world stares and judge me inside me and I'm still sitting here bored and alone
I wanted love I wanted something to call my own I wanted love I wanted something to bring back home I wanted trust I wanted something to call my own You let me down I guess that's something to bring back home