I don´t need more light
I just need the phone
Got my bags and my tags
I´m driving home
You say I´m meaner
I know I´m bled
So you hold your tongue and
I´ll hold my head

Stealing home

I don´t need more rest
I just need a light
What a mess, let me guess
I´ll be allright
Look at this party
I´ll get them fed
Then you hold your gun
And I´ll go to bed

Stealing home

Doesn´ it bother you?
You know that it´s true
That I just can´t take you anywhere
Anyway

Empty out your desk
I´ll see you outside
Is she stuck?
Pick her up, give her a ride
I took all the quarters
Paid off some debt
We bent all the corners
Just before we left

Stealing home