Fly Home

Josh Martin

Cigarettes for breakfast
On the days I don't wanna grow up
Heartbreak for dinner now
Cus you don't give a fuck
We used to be happy
Just laughing and singing all day
But now I just cry as sit for a while cus my hearts
Flown away
So while I stand here in the
Pouring rain
I wonder
Will you love me again
Theres nothing left you say
But it will be okay
In the end
I know my heart will fly home
Got too many addictions
That I should probably give up
I drank too much and now my
Livers kicking up a fuss
The TV won't stop screaming
At me to go outside
But outside
Is as cold
As your heart
So while I stand here in the
Pouring rain
I wonder
Will you love me again
Theres nothing left you say
But it will be okay
In the end
I know my heart will fly home
Oh no, right to where its supposed to be
Right here next to you and me so please don't
Go, oh no
Cus I'm breaking at the seams and I need you picking up the pieces
So while I stand here in the
Pouring rain
I wonder
Will you love me again
Theres nothing left you say
But it will be okay
Oh it'll be okay
So while I stand here in the
Pouring rain
I wonder
Will you love me again
Theres nothing left you say
But it will be okay
In the end
I know my heart will fly home

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