Sunburnt California
Basement Malibu
Waiting on you
Waiting on you
Wailing at the ceiling
Trying to shake my blues
I'm waiting on you
I'm waiting on
And I'll listen for those footsteps
Ask them if they want me today
Cause' my words just can't amuse you
So drown me out in hopes that I will fade
I'm just my mother's child anyway
Warzone in the front seat
You beat me till' I'm bruised
It's just a bad mood
So I'll see you through
Throw me out just like a dog now
And pull my leash again
You know to do so I'll remain your fool
And if you're lacking in control of anything
At least you got it over me
And you can hide my very presence burn the photographs
You took and I'll still stay
Cause' I'm just a child anyway
Oh, I want to go home
Oh, I want to go home
Oh, I want to go home
Oh, I want to go home