Bring You Home Lyrics

I know there isn't much to see

The trees are bare until the summer

And half the town's asleep

In bed by eleven

That street is where I ran

To clear my head after the break up

I worried I'd grow old

Alone and here forever

Oh I got so bored I taught my mom to drink

And you get ignored so hard it's hard to think

But darling this is where the history of me was written

If I bring you home

Please forgive all the nothing that there is to do

Except for shoveling the snow and cutting grass on the weekends

And also sometimes it rains

We'll drive to the church where I was dunked in holy water

Washed away the hurt by the tears of God the father

And I grew up believing happiness is just numbing the pain

If I bring you here

It's probably because I love you, babe

We'll hit the park right after dinner

And watch the sunset by the swings

I'll point out the streetlight where I shared

A kiss with my first love on Halloween

You think I'm funny it's how I cope

I keep the sadness locked away

And the memories of this place

Hardly ever see the light of day

Oh I got so bored I taught my mom to drink

And you get ignored so hard it's hard to think

But darling this is where the history of me was written

If I bring you home

Please forgive all the nothing that there is to do

Except for shoveling the snow and cutting grass on the weekends

And also sometimes it rains

We'll drive to the church where I was dunked in holy water

Washed away the hurt by the tears of God the father

And I grew up believing happiness is just numbing the pain

If I bring you here

It's probably because I love you, babe

So will you come with me

See the other side and who I used to be

Take off my disguise, oh would you love me still

If every other year you came for Christmas?

Cause I want you here, you'd make it all feel better

When I hold you near I could bear the gloomy weather

Oh I love you so

Together we could make it through the visits

Oh, if I bring you home

Please forgive all the nothing that there is to do

Except for shoveling the snow and cutting grass on the weekends

And also sometimes it rains

We'll drive to the church where I was dunked in holy water

Washed away the hurt by the tears of God the father

And I grew up believing happiness is just numbing the pain

If I bring you here

It's probably because I love you, babe

If I bring you home

It's probably because I love you babe