Go Home

I've been walking again I go out and forget to tell any of my friends where I'm going I'm drunk on the side of a road in a ditch when you find me I wanna go home, I'm sick there's there's more whisky than blood in my lid more tar than air in my lungs the strung out calling me burned out at the edge of the highway I'm sorry for asking but please come take me home I quit talking again I know you're still listening I see you fell asleep it pierced my skin needles to the worn out wrecks the folds in my arms are sticking in blood and I haven't been taking my meds lock all the cabinets, send me to bed because I know you're still worried I'm gonna get scared because I'm alone again and I don't like the things I see And I haven't been taking my meds so lock all the cabinets send me to bed because I know you're still worried I'm gonna get scared again and make my insides clean with the kitchen bleach I've kissed enough bathroom sink to make up for the lovers that never loved me and I know that my body is just dirty cloths I'm tired of washing my hands and I wanna go home