Chase Petra
Bildungsroman
[Spoken: I started this image of a-]

Woke up crying on a dance floor
Can't remember what for
Guess I lost track in the uproar
Of people gnawing at my skin
Attempting to let themselves in
Without a key or permission

But I started this image of a lighthearted
Person who'd do the hard parts
And never feel any scars, it's an art to
Fold your arms into a cot
Hold all the weight they cannot and
Still feel like a failure when its all over

Let me go
I just want to go home
To a place that I know
Woah

Let me go
I just want to go home
To a place that I know
Woah
Inviting in disappointment to stay
Was never what I meant
When I promised I could do this
But I simply did the math wrong
This equation doesn't equal one
Person that can take it all on

Cause giving
Up on everything I'd
Ever even dreamed I
Can't make that sacrifice
Spill red wine on me stain
My skin as a means to
Mark me as a crime scene
And trust that I'm not lying
When I say that I'm sorry
I'm sorry

Let me go
I just want to go home
To a place that I know
Woah

Let me go
I just want to go home
To a place that I know
Woah
Woah
I spread myself too thin again
Made promises I couldn't tend to
Woah
Can't claim a hostage as your friend
So I'll let it end
If you'll let this end
And maybe we can make amends

Let me go
I just want to go home
I just want to go home
To a place that I know
Woah