All's well that End's well if You've gotta go back, I understand I understand Escape routes aren't What they're supposed to be when We end up here, right where we began Where we began Maybe I'm foolish or maybe I'm wrong Maybe I've been by myself for too long Maybe I'm fucked from the drugs I've been on Running away from the place I belong Am I too gone To find you? Can I come home? Can I come home?
