The Homecoming - Pulling Punches

You're the vase on my windowsill
With dead flowers I can't throw away
You're the cracks in my eyelids
That make it hard to sleep
It's hard to dream

The planes overhead drone thunder
Flying in or maybe out of midway
I can't keep my compass straight anymore
Seems like I'm only going down from here
You left with the falling leaves
I keep bleeding from my knees
Praying that spring comes early
Until then, the snow will be home
Where have you gone? (Where have you gone?)

I wake up with a split lip
From fighting myself to sleep
But I've been pulling punches
I feel the tired in my bones
And the air is colder now
Than it's ever been before
And I'll keep filling the dead space
Until it's gone

The city gets so hollow
It's drop dead empty
I can see your silhouettes under neon lights
I'm a homebody at heart
And hearts just don't heal right
But I wrapped my pink around yours
And we swore we'd get this right
I'm not a betting man, but I bet you lied
I don't blame you
If I were you, I would have too

I wake up with a split lip
From fighting myself to sleep
But I've been pulling punches
I feel the tired in my bones
And the air is colder now
Than it's ever been before
And I'll keep filling the dead space
Until it's gone

Is this all I am?
(Is this all I've got?)
Is this all I am?
(Is this all I've got?)
Is this all I am?
Well, I'm trying
I'm fucking trying

I wake up with a split lip
I can't sleep, no I can't dream
But I've been pulling punches
And I'm swinging away
I've been filling the dead space
And the air is colder now
And I'm trying
And I'm trying
And I'm trying

Written by:
Alex Smolinski, Evan Huttner

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