Townsend

You fucked me up and left me hanging from the bottom rung And now my wrists are sore, these hands no good for anyone So now I'm trying to make it through my first June without you Without you [Chorus] I can't feel anything past these broken bones And this last December only made me feel more alone (Don't come home) I'm not saying you're something that's stuck in my head Cause it takes more than a thorn to keep me out of the garden I spent three summers here with my eyes open wide But now everything has crumbled along with your spine It's more apathy than anything anymore And less of where I'm standing at your front door Begging that you let me in So go cry to your father in hopes that I'll unwrite these songs about his daughter [Chorus] I don't sleep anymore Knowing you're not getting much On the fourth floor of Townsend On the fourth floor of Townsend [x2] I don't sleep anymore (Don't come home, don't come home) Knowing you're not getting much On the fourth floor of Townsend (Don't come home, don't come home) On the fourth floor of Townsend (And you're a little too close to home) I don't sleep anymore (Don't come home, don't come home) Knowing you're not getting much (And you're a little too close to home) On the fourth floor of Townsend (Don't come home, don't come home) On the fourth floor of Townsend [Chorus]