Carry Me Home

I feel on top of the world

Across the bar saw my ex-best girl

I might make a move, I might make amends

So I told her this:

I've got a lot on my mind and

Got you a drink if you'd like to go

Baby let's roll, can I come home?

Then she said,

"Shut up, don't you speak

You do this to me every week

And I won't carry you home"

Oh girl you got me so fucked up

That I could run around the world

But I won't, so carry me home

Saying words, don't know what they mean

But I know you belong with me

I think I better slow down

Slow it down (or not)

She's like "Don't come around"

And I should just be alone

I know you're making a joke,

I'm coming back home

Lovestruck

I'm oblivious, oh yes you know

For you I don't mind making a fool of myself;

Oh no

It goes a lot like this

I've got plans and a feeling

It's no ordinary evening

No, I'm on a roll, I'm coming back home