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