Well Worn

Driving home
From big ol' London Town
After playing a less than stellar show
I can't make rent again
Just like the old times
Then I got the call you didn't make it home

I'm sorry that I can't be good enough for you
I'm sorry I was lost when you found me

So I searched half the town
You still weren't around
Leave my bedroom window open all night
And it's awfully possible you can hear me
Sorry if I say some things I mean

I'm sorry that I can't be good enough for you
I'm sorry I was lost when you found me
I'm sorry that I can't be good enough for you
I'm sorry I was lost when you found me

I was scared that you would die alone
(In a space that you call home)