How come I wanna go home when I'm grieving? Everything seems far and I'm alone No I'm not mad but I've been mistreated I gotta leave and let these wildflowers grow Like the memory of your mother you are fleeting And I'm sure your mind is filled with thoughts unfair And I have a soft spot for those who are bleeding But I'm afraid that's a trait that we don't share Sweep my words up off the floor Oh I'm not having fun here anymore I said touch me only if it feels good for you And I'll pretend I like it when you bite my ear And when you leave with twisted banter as a warning I'll reclaim my body when the air is clear Your subtleties have left me far from wounded But these paper cuts are slowly welting up Don't knock out all my wind and slow my movement 'Cause I fear the way I feel without your touch Sweep my words up off the floor Oh I'm not having fun here anymore My friends all wondered why I still see you 'Cause outside my bed you don't seem to care They don't know what it's like to lay with someone Who understands the family tragedies you've beared Sweep my words up off the floor Oh I'm not having fun here anymore Sweep my words up off... the floor Oh I'm not having fun here... anymore