Ego
My hands are cold, and the feeling's gone
The blinds are closed and the TV's on
It's my favourite show
I don't wanna go home
It hurts to let you know
I don't wanna go home
My hands are tied, and the money's gone
My body's blind to the line you've drawn
I can see it in your fake smile
I don't wanna go home
Seen it for a sweet while
I don't wanna go home
You let your hair down, but your guard's still up
Guess that green light didn't mean that much
You kept your head down for just long enough
You let your hair down, but your guard's still up
Guess that green light didn't mean that much
You kept your head down for just long enough
Seen it for a sweet while
I don't wanna go home
Writer/s: Nathaniel Reeves
