Running Out of Red Paint

You can't lurk in dungeons no more You're bleeding out of the walls, like, every night Embroiled in pulse and potions And peddlers sewing up holes Do they make it alright Am I supposed to sit here And smile like I'm having a ball While you juggle this scene While all the while your eyes are Screaming out 'my days are numbered' And I know what they mean Now I wanna go home, darlin' Yeah I just wanna go home, darlin' Don't you wanna go home, darlin' Well there ain't nowhere to go, darlin' I'm running out of red paint I'm thinking of throwing it all in And running out of town At least I know, all things considered, that I Don't have far to go If I wanna get down Darnielle sang 'what do I do' And I've got to admit I don't know Now the role's reversed I might walk the world without you But there ain't nowhere to go Not to feel so cursed Now I wanna go home, darlin' Yeah I just wanna go home, darlin' Don't you wanna go home, darlin' Well there ain't nowhere to go, darlin'