Ride Back Home

Ride back home was cold, and the music stopped
As I got to my door, and you're played in the back of my head
On and on until my head is sore
On and on until my head is sore

You cried out your secrets, I thought I saw sparks in you
I believed in you, I told you rest assured
I didn't want to think of worst case scenes and
To learn to quit you

All I saw was the dullness in your eyes
You sit around and I can't help but wonder
It's not like I didn't try to paint a bigger picture
So I learned to quit you

Ride back home was cold, and the music stopped
As I got to my door, and you're played in the back of my head
On and on until my head is sore
On and on until my head is sore
On and on until you're gone



Credits
Writer(s): Ariela Gwendi
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