Carry Me Home

Show 'em what you’ve got, boy
Raise your voice
Tell 'em what it feels like to be heard
And have no choice
Write about your heartbreaks and sober days
Sing about whiskey and wine,
Her angel’s face
And all that I have for you tonight
The fact that I’m more dead than alive
Please carry me home
And tell my mother it’s alright
Please carry me home
Show 'em what you’ve got, girl
Dance around
Like you don’t give a f*ck about how
They twist and shout
Got a lot of trouble and wild blood
In your teenage heart
Also a few boys' hearts in your hands
To tear apart
And all that I have for you tonight
The fact that I’m more dead than alive
Please carry me home
And tell my mother it’s alright
Please carry me home
Please carry me home
And all that I have for you tonight
The fact that I’m more dead than alive
Please carry me home
And tell my mother it’s alright
Please carry me home