Lyrics Peter Bjorn and John

Peter Bjorn and John

Please, Go Home

I ran out of luck, I ran out of everything I got

Then someone came and picked me up

Picked me up, took me to someplace I don't even recall

I was out of reach, out of reach for anyone but me

Then someone refused to stand back, stand back and listen

To my egoistic chat

-Oh no, it ain't that easy, I should know it ain't easy,

But I don't