There's no such thing as an ultimatum
There's always a choice, it is a datum
She's no more than a psychopath
Everything said I'd take it back
She's tearing the world as we speak
I had to vacate, I had to leave
I don't think I'm going home
It's not a safe place to rome
I don't think I'm going back
She's out of control and on the attack
Her face is hidden, mouth covered in foam
No, I don't think I'm going home.
It's necessary to procrastinate
For the survival of our estate
She's no more than a Psychopath
I must leave to escape her wrath
She's ripping my life as we speak
Breaking me down and making me weak
I don't think I'm going home
It's not a safe place to rome
I don't think I'm going back
She's out of control and on the attack
Her face is hidden, mouth covered in foam
No, I don't think I'm going home.
I can't go
I can't go (home)
I can't go
I'll take my chances with
The trigger-happy psycho
I don't think I'm going home
It's not a safe place to rome
I don't think I'm going back
She's out of control and on the attack
Her face is hidden, mouth covered in foam
No, I don't think I'm going home.
Author notes
This is a non-typical song, it's unlike my others.
