I flew in dirty like a word from a murderous mouth
The news came to me, I d been too long South
Things had changed in the days of my sleep
Do whatever he says and ignore the creep

She looked at me like I was jailbait;
her smile was more like a sneer
Laced up with a touch of hate,
when that smile used to be so clear
Not sure what would happen yet, I ordered from the bar
I know that I m not perfect but you are, who you are

I miss the cradle of family
I miss the comfort of home
I miss the way that I used to be
More then I have missed being alone

But you just had to go there and you knew I would resist
Like do I ever think about babies that do not exist?
You were calling me out on things I did when I was young
Imagine being held accountable
for everything that you have ever done?

I miss the comfort of a lovers bed
I miss the girl that I once knew
I miss the idea we created in our heads
More then I have ever missed you
I can t believe, the secrets that I keep
The scars that you can see
Are nothing like the ones we have unleashed

Like St. Augustine before me, I am sorry for my sins
But I have no regrets about the places I have been
There s no way I can say I m sorry
for the things that you decide to do
I guess you went for money; I just had to get away from you

I miss the innocence of purity
I miss the things I never had
I miss the way that I used to be
Before you ever got to my head