Coming Home

You left as a stranger, that said without me you're dead You left as a stranger, like it was all in my head Can't get the grit out my teeth It's getting harder to breathe Finally gone, The days of coming clean Of doing this for me Of feeling complete Straight to the pulmonary Talked about doing better, I can't get out of my head You left as a stranger, heart bled, raw red The low hum of a coward Why I wake up in your house, instead of my own Why I wake up in your house, feels like i'm coming home Sit and talk for hours Why I wake up in your house, instead of my own Thank you for the tears, they feel like home Can't get the grit out my teeth It's getting harder to breathe Finally gone, The days of good grief The reactionary The gray in between Can't get the grit out my teeth It's getting harder to breathe Finally gone, The days of good grief The reactionary The gray in between I'm the fucking disease You left as a stranger, that said without me you're dead You left as a stranger, I made you up in my head Talked about doing better, I can't get out of my head You left as a stranger, heart bled, raw red