Chris Housman
Home
Just trying to get it together it seems
Takes all the energy I need to succeed
Spent 6 whole months waking up in strange beds
Trying to outrun the call finding out that she's dead

Could you come pick me up?
Forget the years that I've spent drunk

Take me home
I'll be better in the morning
Take me home
I'll be better, come the day

Cocaine till I'm anxious
Beer till I'm less
A bundle of nerves and bad habits and stress
But maybe now, I'll hit my stride
Yeah I might have been late
But at least I arrived

Could you come pick me up?
Forget the years that I've spent drunk

Take me home
I'll be better in the morning
Take me home
I'll be better, come the day
(Repeat)