Mat Kerekes Home Lyrics

I'm sick as hell
I'm sick from spitting words
And I'm home again
I'm glad I got here first
And I heard
You got it all figured it out
It seems that you found better things
Since I moved down south
And its hard
To see your name right now
And whatcha doing on friday?
Lights in that town
And I'd hope
You'd call me if you're feeling down
Maybe thing's would've been better
If I had you around

I'm standing still
While you move along
I miss the feeling of
Us in high school halls
And I try
But you can't seem to pick up your phone
I just feel so much better when I know you're alone
And it's cold
Back where we're from
And you say that you're trying
But thats never enough
And I'll pretend
I've got nothing left to say
Yeah I miss you to death
Guess I'll see you around some day