How come I wanna go home when I'm grieving?
Everything seems far and I'm alone
No I'm not mad but I've been mistreated
I gotta leave and let these wildflowers grow
Like the memory of your mother you are fleeting
And I'm sure your mind is filled with thoughts unfair
And I have a soft spot for those who are bleeding
But I'm afraid that's a trait that we don't share
Sweep my words up off the floor
Oh I'm not having fun here anymore
I said touch me only if it feels good for you
And I'll pretend I like it when you bite my ear
And when you leave with twisted banter as a warning
I'll reclaim my body when the air is clear
Your subtleties have left me far from wounded
But these paper cuts are slowly welting up
Don't knock out all my wind and slow my movement
'Cause I fear the way I feel without your touch
Sweep my words up off the floor
Oh I'm not having fun here anymore
My friends all wondered why I still see you
'Cause outside my bed you don't seem to care
They don't know what it's like to lay with someone
Who understands the family tragedies you've beared
Sweep my words up off the floor
Oh I'm not having fun here anymore
Sweep my words up off... the floor
Oh I'm not having fun here... anymore