I got our favourite song in me
It won't stop, just repeats
Entertain the thought of sleepin'
Just come home, please
I got a new shirt for you
White buttons, navy blue
I've entertained the thought of callin'
I just miss you
I'm a dead body in the sheets
Nothin' but a breath here-or-there, I keep
Thinkin' you'll find
One thought that's mine
Drop off somethin'
Talk about nothin'
Just bring me the house key
Come home, please
So tell me again how I'm papier-mâché
A thousand weak layers of crazy and sane, you know you're
Damn right, that I'm a leech for your love
I'm lyin' on the highway, could you come beam me up?
I pray to God, I hope it works
I'm in love, and God it hurts
So tell me again how I'm papier-mâché
A thousand weak layers unrequited in vain, it's too late
Of all the graves I could dig, of all the lips I could kiss
Of all the lies I have told, it's worse now, ten-fold
Of all the bricks in my chest, I could've never guessed
It's not the truth, I don't believe it
Just come home, please
So tell me again how I'm papier-mâché
A thousand weak layers of crazy and sane, you know you're
Damn right, that I'm a leech for your love
I'm lyin' on the highway, could you come beam me up?
I pray to God, I hope it works
I'm in love, and God it hurts
So tell me again how I'm papier-mâché
A thousand weak layers unrequited in vain, it's too late
It's too late for me
It's too late
It's too late for me
It's too late
It's too late for me
It's too late
It's too late for me
It's too late
