I shower while you clean up in the kitchen
The water's warming up and you're playing music
I hear you singing word for word the songs I wrote about you
I might get evicted if you can't lower the volume
I shout out "I'd like this one if you sounded better"
Thank God you never think I'm mean, you just think I'm clever
I'll get shampoo in my eyes and you'll wipe off the stovetop
I will laugh just thinking of the way you sing my songs
Back to me
We work like gravity
Keep, keep on coming home
Keep, keep on coming home
Home
You met my parents three weeks after date one
We barely got through dinner and dad called you son
Mom pulled my aside and whispered loudly in the kitchen
"I don't know who raised you, but you sure know how to pick 'em"
We go to parties and you drag me from the car
You bring me my drink before I lay eyes on the bar
Nobody knows me like you know me and I'm cool with that
So long as you promise from now on
To keep coming
Back to me
We work like gravity
Keep, keep on coming home
Keep, keep on coming home
Back to me
We work like gravity
Keep, keep on coming home
Keep, keep on coming home
Home
You're better than my kindergarten boyfriend
That's really saying something coming from me
The last time I loved love was on the playground
Thank God you found me
