Horrible Timing - Nothing To Write Home About
Tell me where I'm supposed to go when it gets cold
And I don't want to find myself home alone
It's been a year and that schtick is tired
It's been a year and I'm fucking wired
Everything has changed from what I can see
But I won't let that kill the soul inside of me
We exhaled the last of our bonfire lungs
And I'm afraid of everything that's left to come
Tell me where I'm supposed to go when it gets cold
And I don't want to find myself home alone
It's been a year and that schtick is tired
It's been a year and I'm fucking wired
The dives we used to know have planks across their doors
No warming welcome pints
Just called in early nights
The city's asleep and in bed before nine
I'm out again but I'm having a horrible time
Tell me where I'm supposed to go when it gets cold
And I don't want to find myself home alone
It's been a year and that schtick is tired
It's been a year and I'm fucking wired
Tell me where I'm supposed to go
Tell me where
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Written by:
Melissa Licciardello
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