He said, she said that the colors in the room
was a paranoia.
It's hard to believe the walls can breathe,

But I see it in my eyes, I see it in my eyes.

Pretty girls, with painted faces

Dancing for the boys
Crazy dreams just how it seemed as the clouds
just slowly passed me by.


Coming home, o-o-oh
Coming home, o-o-oh

Coming home, o-o-oh

Flying high to paper skies

Soaring through the heavens of shame.
Finding now I never left the ground but only how the scars remain the same
So the scars remain the same, so they remain the same.


Coming Home
Coming home, o-o-oh

Coming home, o-o-oh
Coming home, o-o-oh


It's always the beautiful ones that let you down.
you fall in love with the lust.
You fall in love with sex.

You fall in love with the faith, the faith,
The faith in yeah.


Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake,
Shake, yeah.


Coming home, o-o-oh
Coming home, o-o-oh
Coming home, o-o-oh o-o-oh


Well it's one small thing I say to you is always keep control.
Pretty girls, with painted faces

Dancing for the boys,

Coming home, home, home

Coming home, o-o-oh
Coming home,
Coming home