callmewhenyougethome

When the world is ending

And the warmth

Of your hands in mine

Its hard to say

When your eyes

Distract

Like theres nothing wrong but theres something wrong

When you laugh

When you cry

At the stubborn mess that you left behind

Like that way, you go

That way, you know

Like that way, you go

Call me when you get home

I will stay

Out the way

I miraculously

Wide awake

I’m rather lucky, like

Moderately lacking , but please

Call me when, you get home

The world is ending

And the warmth

Of your hands in mine

It starts to fade

And your eyes

Distract

Like theres nothing wrong, but theres something wrong

When we laugh

And we cry

At the stubborn mess that you left behind

Like that way, you go

That way, you know

Like that way, you go

Call me when you get home

I will stay

Out the way

I miraculously

Wide awake

I’m rather lucky, like

Moderately lacking , but please

Call me when, you get home