Where you're sitting on the barstool
Keeping motionless as you can be
You're thinking maybe if you're lucky
Life is like T-Rex and stillness will sweep you away to where it stays

Cause you're feeling like the last person
Left on the planet tonight
And your scanning the horizon
Seeking out signs of life and you pray that you're wrong but you're right
So hold on tight

Cause all that stares back at you is bloodless zombie eyes
Why don't you come home with me tonight, alright?

I'm not trying to make you think that this is some kind of great big deal
I just know exactly how you feel
I could be the thing you reach for in the middle of night
Maybe be the one who treats you right
Let me be the one who treats you right

Now you know never seen me
There's no reason for you to pay mind
But I'm asking very nicely
And all it takes is one step to start leaving the dead behind
And to try out walking life

And what's the worst thing that could happen
We find out that we don't quite fit
On the flipside we could be just right
And sure there's a chance that we both end up broken and split
But that's my kind of risk

So quit worrying where they fall if you should roll the dice
Why don't you come home with me tonight, alright?

Not trying to make you think that this is some kind of great big deal
I just know exactly how you feel
I could be the thing you reach for in the middle of night
Maybe be the one who treats you right
Let me be the one who treats you right

La canción fue subida el 17 de Diciembre de 2009 a las 16:29 horas. Consulta toda la información de Jenny Owen Youngs en Alternative Volume.

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