(Don't) come home

Sometimes it feels like there's no reason to live
And I’m going insane
But actually, I'm already used to it
And I used to say

“When I come home
Everything’s gray again
And when I come home
There’re no surprises, man”

Sometimes I lie on my bed for days
Thinking ‘bout how I
Can't change the past and I have to accept
What's going on inside

And when I come home
I work really hard
To not sit alone
And find that little spark

When I come home
I wanna say: “everything’s great again”
Coming home
I see your pain-filled eyes that I can’t forget

You promised that you’d be here
I know you lied about it

I was irritated by the cat hair on my clothes
But everything only got worse
Because there is no cat hair anywhere else
Not anymore

How strange it is
That after so many years
There’s nothing left at home
That would remind me of you

There’s only your ghost
The phantom feeling of you
In my arms
At the night

Every day I come home at nine
Just not to remember your face
Looking into my eyes

My old friend
I wish you’d come home again
It’s been a year since you gone
So why am I still waiting here?

My old friend
Will we be friends in the end when I see the light?
Maybe someday
We'll be together again and we’ll count all the stars in the sky