Roll out the red carpet
I'm coming home
Kill the fatted calf
Or at least
Lose that extra stone
I know it's not what I had said
Yesterday, I swore I'd never leave you
So, how can I trust myself to stay?
I'm still torn up
My Anchor
When I call on you darling
I expect you to answer
When I'm torn up
With my anger
When I call on you
Darling
I still expect, for you to answer
To me
Give yourself to me
A hostage of my confusion
Don't make a fuss about it
Just enter in collusion
I know it's not what we discussed
I'm not who I have seemed
But why all the crying, darling?
It's only your hopes and dreams
That have been torn up
My Anchor
When I call on you darling
I expect you to answer
When I'm torn up
With my anger
When I call on you
Darling
I still expect, for you to answer
To me
I don't want you
To go through the heartbreak
I've only read about in books
I don't care how it feels
I'm just aware how bad it looks
It vexes and perplexes me
Why can't you bloody heal?
I don't care how it feels now
I know it was never real!
So, put aside your questioning
Preserve it all in salt
No, I don't have any answers
I'll make you think its all your fault
I'm on the run from reality
I don't know why I left
And your life is left in ruins
What the f*ck did you expect?
And you're still torn up
You wanker
When you call on me darling
Don't expect me to answer!
If you're torn up
With your anger
Don't expect, for me, to answer
To you