Taylor Edwards - Homesick

That classic leather jacket
Is in a box up in the attic
My light blue teenage dream car
Is somewhere in a junkyard

That band I played all summer
Was a real big one-hit wonder
Like that boyfriend from Missouri
I got over in a hurry

Most things in my life just run their course
But then I walk right back through that front door

And I still ain't sick of home
Sick of them same old roads
Sick of that Wal-Mart parking lot and if you know you know
I burn out on everything else
Hell I'm even kinda over myself
But I'll never get rid of
Never get my fill of
No I don't think I'll ever get sick of
Home
Sick of home sick of home sick
Sick of home sick of home sick of home sick

No there ain't nothing flashy
About one stoplight that's flashing
Everybody knows your business
Middle names and your first kisses

I still ain't grown out of where I grew up
It's where I go when I need space to run

Yeah I still ain't sick of home
Sick of them same old roads
Sick of that Wal-Mart parking lot and if you know you know
I burn out on everything else
Hell I'm even kinda over myself
But I'll never get rid of
Never get my fill of
No I don't think I'll ever get sick of
Home
Sick of home sick of home sick
Sick of home sick of home sick of home sick

If it ever does get old
I'll let you know
But I just don'

Ever get sick of home
Sick of them same old roads
Sick of that Wal-Mart parking lot and if you know you know
I burn out on everything else
Hell I'm even kinda over myself
But I'll never get rid of
Never get my fill of
No I don't think I'll ever get sick of
Home
Sick of home sick of home sick
Sick of home sick of home sick of home sick

I'll never get rid of
Never get my fill of
No I don't think I'll ever get sick of home

Written by:
JON NITE, LINDSAY RIMES, NICOLE GALYON

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