How come I wanna go home when I'm grieving?

Everything seems far and I’m alone

No I'm not mad but I've been mistreated

I gotta leave and let these wildflowers grow

Like the memory of your mother you are fleeting

And I’m sure your mind is filled with thoughts unfair

And I have a soft spot for those who are bleeding

But I'm afraid that's a trait that we don't share

Sweep my words up off the floor

Oh I'm not having fun here anymore

I said touch me only if it feels good for you

And I'll pretend I like it when you bite my ear

And when you leave with twisted banter as a warning

I'll reclaim my body when the air is clear

Your subtleties have left me far from wounded

But these paper cuts are slowly welting up

Don't knock out all my wind and slow my movement

’cause I fear the way I feel without your touch

Sweep my words up off the floor

Oh I’m not having fun here anymore

My friends all wondered why I still see you

'cause outside my bed you don’t seem to care

They don't know what it's like to lay with someone

Who understands the family tragedies you've beared

Sweep my words up off the floor

Oh I’m not having fun here anymore

Sweep my words up off... the floor

Oh I'm not having fun here... anymore