More Like Home

I wish that someone else felt more like home
And that the hunger pains of missing you
Would leave my bones
And that the softest of our memories won't feel like stones
Like when we couldn't sleep i'd sing to you in softest tones

Wish I'd thought a little harder 'bout the seeds I've sewn
Because the flowers placed in front of me have yet to grow
And I'm sure it'd kill us both if you picked up the phone
But I just need to know if spring has got you feeling low

In the hollows of my heart
I've painted murals of your face
(grow up go on and go have some fun)
Peered through the windows of your heart
You board them up to fill the space
(you can grow up, go on, 'cause this chapter is done)

Why's 19 so fuckin' lonely
Take the bus for 16 hours just for you to hold me
Candle dimly lit, but I'm still burning slowly
It's been pouring rain for hours why's my hair still soapy

We wouldn't talk for hours if we weren't so nosy
This acting shit we do you'd think we won a tony
Think you'd miss me less if you would listen closely
Hope you're sleeping in my t-shirt when you're feeling ghostly

In the hollows of my heart
I've painted murals of your face
(grow up go on and go have some fun)
Peered through the windows of your heart
You board them up to fill the space
(you can grow up, go on, 'cause this chapter is done)

In the gallows of my heart
I have no trophies yet to case
(grow up, go on, it's your turn to run)
You took a bite out of my heart
It seems you've won the beating race
(you can grow up, go on, this love's what you won)

I lay in the grass and I stare at the stars
And I wonder if love is on Venus or Mars
And if someday you'll find me when this is all over
Or if I'm to stay on a broke roller coaster

I feel as though you, and your love that is I
Will keep running in circles, there's no finish line
If our days are done, the fire burnt out
I'll regret every day that we didn't fly south

I give and I give, you give take and run
But I'll keep on giving to ghost number one
Because this is the life that I've come to know
And I've never been keen on knowing to let go

I wish that someone else felt more like home
And that the hunger pains of missing you would leave my bones
And that the softest of our memories won't feel like stones
Like when we couldn't sleep I'd sing to you in softest tones