Sandy Cheeks
Left my heart in Chipping Norton with a half pint of rum and coke
Some pocket change, my lanky frame, and damn, it made me choke
I coughed my lungs up in the car as I shifted into gear
I couldn't breathe, I couldn't tell what started all the tears
I left a lot of me at home, at home, at home again
This is the third time trying to say I've grown
Just me, my wallet and my phone
I'd rather leave you all alone, alone again
Because I just don't see your reasoning
To think they do is fucking sickening
Fast forward an hour later and I guess I got it all out
I can think so much clearer 'cause I've got nothing to think about
I could have been more honest, but next to you I was a saint
There's only so much time that I can sit around and wait
I left a lot of me at home, at home, at home again
This is the third time trying to say I've grown
Just me, my wallet and my phone
I'd rather leave you all alone, alone again
Because I just don't see your reasoning
To think they do is fucking sickening
I told you I was okay
But honestly it felt like hell
And now I know it's safe to say
That you feel the same as well
I left a lot of me at home, at home, at home again
This is the third time trying to say I've grown
Just me, my wallet and my phone
I'd rather leave you all alone, alone again
Because I just don't see your reasoning
To think they do is fucking sickening
Some pocket change, my lanky frame, and damn, it made me choke
I coughed my lungs up in the car as I shifted into gear
I couldn't breathe, I couldn't tell what started all the tears
I left a lot of me at home, at home, at home again
This is the third time trying to say I've grown
Just me, my wallet and my phone
I'd rather leave you all alone, alone again
Because I just don't see your reasoning
To think they do is fucking sickening
Fast forward an hour later and I guess I got it all out
I can think so much clearer 'cause I've got nothing to think about
I could have been more honest, but next to you I was a saint
There's only so much time that I can sit around and wait
I left a lot of me at home, at home, at home again
This is the third time trying to say I've grown
Just me, my wallet and my phone
I'd rather leave you all alone, alone again
Because I just don't see your reasoning
To think they do is fucking sickening
I told you I was okay
But honestly it felt like hell
And now I know it's safe to say
That you feel the same as well
I left a lot of me at home, at home, at home again
This is the third time trying to say I've grown
Just me, my wallet and my phone
I'd rather leave you all alone, alone again
Because I just don't see your reasoning
To think they do is fucking sickening
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