Comin' Home
Murder By Death
By the light of the moon
I'm comin' home
Howlin' all the way
I'm comin' home
On my hands and knees
I'm comin' home
I know when I've been beat, yeah
I'm comin' home
By the skin of my teeth
I'm comin' home
By the sound of my feet
You'll know I'm comin' home
I'm comin' home
But I ain't comin' home for you
I'm ridin' out the wind
I'm comin' home
It don't matter where I been
I'm comin' home
Crawlin' on all fours
I'm comin' home
Turnin' brick walls into doors
I'm comin' home
I got that taste in my mouth
I got a hunger in my gut
My skin has turned to leather
My hair is banded rope
My knees have buckled beneath the weight of doubt
But now I miss the things I have done without
I'm comin' home
But I ain't comin' home for you
I'm comin' home and there ain't nothin' you can do about it
Ain't nothin' you can do about it
Don't leave the light on
Don't need you anymore
My old friend put a cross above the door
Hang up the boards
I'm on my way
I'm comin' home
I'm comin' home
I'm comin' home
I'm comin' home
I'm comin' home