Sadness Comes Home

There's no such thing as good enough

For arctic eyes and hard earned rust

I've grown tired of counting odds

To somehow make things even

When sadness always comes homeSadness comes home

Sadness comes homeCursed to be your second best

This amber soul will find no rest

I've grown tired of standing up

When every one just gives in

When sadness always comes homeSadness comes home

Sadness comes homeI take so little and i bleed so much

My hand me down heart is out of luck

I take so little and i bleed so much

My hand me down heart is out of luckNo such thing as good enough

For arctic eyes and hard earned rust

I've grown tired of counting odds

To somehow make things even

When sadness always comes home