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By Benjamin Dakota Rogers

And I don’t want to go home /
Oh I don’t want to go home right now /
And I don’t want to go home /
Oh I don’t want to go home right now /

You’re just scared that’s all said Anastasia /
You could learn to love like the rest of us if you wanted to /
I took another sip of my half stale whisky thinking /
Damn it I should be drinking something stronger /
And anyway she said /
It’s not like you can get some sort of doctor’s note for a broken heart /
It won’t show up on your ultrasound screaming ouch somebody hurt me /
And even if it did stop your complaining it’s an honour to feel like that /
Because if it doesn’t hurt when everything’s said and done and over with
what was the fucking point /

And I don’t want to go home /
Oh I don’t want to go home right now /
And I don’t want to go home /
Oh I don’t want to go home right now /

You see when I was a little kid my brother and I /
We used to pretend we were from some other planet /
Like we were moon children destined for greatness /
Maybe greatness wasn’t as great as we thought /
Maybe the best I could ever hope for was to be from Earth /
It gives us enough sun in the summertime to keep us happy /
And snow in the winter to keep us humble /
And remind us we’re not the biggest kid on the block /
No matter which block were from because there’s a lot of blocks /

And I don’t want to go home /
Oh I don’t want to go home right now /
And I don’t want to go home /
Oh I don’t want to go home right now /

And I don’t want to go home /
Oh I don’t want to go home right now /
And I don’t want to go home /
Oh I don’t want to go home right now /

We all seem to remember who our first kiss last dance was with /
And all the middle in between fades into the side-lines back of my mind /
As I grow old and tired and time draws its lines on my skin /
It’s like a road map to all the places I’ve been /
And the cars that crashed in the middle of the night /
‘Cause alcohol was winning the fight /
School yard fist fights black eyes /
The times I said I love you and nobody replied /
Stop you’re complaining said Anastasia it’s supposed to feel like that /
Because if it doesn’t hurt when everything’s said and done and over with what was the fucking point