Julie June come back to me 
I’m not the man I used to be 
Julie June I really miss you so 
Tell me Julie June where did you go? 
 
I washed the dishes and I cleaned the sink 
I’m not as bad as your girlfriends think 
I left my rifle with an old wishbone 
I sit in corners when I’m on my own 
 
Julie June I taste the tip of your tongue 
I sing you songs that have never been sung 
I am around you like a light on low 
I am with you everywhere you go 
 
I am the creature that crawls into your bed 
I am the nightmare that fucks with your head 
I am the cold and the creaky floor 
I am the knife in your kitchen drawer 
 
Maybe I know what you want; maybe I know what you need 
Maybe we’ve gone too far this time, to taste the air we breathe? 
Maybe I know what I want; maybe I know what I need 
Come on back to my open arms; give me the air I need to breathe 
 
Julie June I know you’ve got my back 
But I don’t really want to see you like that 
Still got the keys to my white mustang? 
That silver chrome will bring you home 
Come home