I Had to Go Home
I sat across the bed from you, double bed, by the door
In the Red Roof room that I rented, you had nowhere to go
I did but I didn't want to go there, I wanted to stay with you
In the double bed by the door in the Red Roof room I rented
Not a trick, or a john, or a whore, I didn't pay for you, you didn't perform
I only paid for the room because you had nowhere to go
You couldn't go home with me, I don't live alone
When you reached out to use the phone, spread out, across the double bed
I saw your belly, a little bit, I thought, maybe, it was a clue
I thought, maybe, you wanted more in that double bed, by the door
I saw your belly, just a little bit of you
I saw your belly, just a little bit of you
I saw your belly, just a little bit of you
I saw your belly, just a little bit of you
Writer/s: Chris King, David Melson, Elijah Lij Shaw, Eric David Rose, Matt Fuller, Meghan Gohil
