To be the kind of a man who could never admit that he's wrong
Would be the same as denying the words that I sing in this song
Talk to me
Tell me you're coming home
You never write, you never text, you never call

It's a shame when the song and dance don't exactly add up
If you say what you're doing, and do something else it's no fun
Don't confuse
Kindness for sympathy
I told you once, I'll tell you twice, you're not alone

Run away
Leave the town
Everything
Comes back around
You can't hide
You know the world is small
Even the past can't blame you now
It's not your fault

Talk to me
Tell me you're coming home
You never write, you never text, you never call