Don't Go
You know that it's love when she walks out the door
She leaves you in debris that you can't clean up
Texts from her friends taking sides
And you've had enough
Telling yourself you don't need her anymore
She's gone, well, that's another glass of wine to pour
Deep beneath the feeling of the bitter cold there's love, there's love
Don't go, come home
This bottle's not to blame
These mistakes I've made on my own
Don't go, come home
Love, look at what you've done
Love, look at what I've become
I know I've done wrong
Too much to fix up
So say it's all my fault
I know I've done wrong
You make some mistakes
Human error, who can blame
If perfection is expected
Then you're wasting your days
Trying to see the colours of emotion
But they fade to grey
Possessions for collection
It's for real this time
No reason convincing her to be changing her mind
She's done, now on and gone
No more words, nothing left behind
Don't go, come home
This bottle's not to blame
These mistakes I've made on my own
Don't go, come home
Love, look at what you've done
Love, look at what I've become
I know I've done wrong
Too much to fix up
So say it's all my fault
I know I've done wrong
She leaves you in debris that you can't clean up
Texts from her friends taking sides
And you've had enough
Telling yourself you don't need her anymore
She's gone, well, that's another glass of wine to pour
Deep beneath the feeling of the bitter cold there's love, there's love
Don't go, come home
This bottle's not to blame
These mistakes I've made on my own
Don't go, come home
Love, look at what you've done
Love, look at what I've become
I know I've done wrong
Too much to fix up
So say it's all my fault
I know I've done wrong
You make some mistakes
Human error, who can blame
If perfection is expected
Then you're wasting your days
Trying to see the colours of emotion
But they fade to grey
Possessions for collection
It's for real this time
No reason convincing her to be changing her mind
She's done, now on and gone
No more words, nothing left behind
Don't go, come home
This bottle's not to blame
These mistakes I've made on my own
Don't go, come home
Love, look at what you've done
Love, look at what I've become
I know I've done wrong
Too much to fix up
So say it's all my fault
I know I've done wrong
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Writer(s): David Angus
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