Adam Rupert Fisher - Don't Come Home lyrics

[Verse 1] You don't get on with people And you don't think anyone could love you You don't think much of anyone anyways There's a sadness in your eyes You didn't used to look like that You don't do much of smiling nowaday [Chorus] Don't be home for supper Don't be home for Christmas Don't come home it's over Please don't call or write [Verse 2] You don't think that Jesus ever could forgive you You don't believe a sinner ever can be saved There's a longing in your eyes Like a dog about to be put down You don't like to think about those types of things [Chorus] Don't be home for supper Don't be home for Christmas Don't come home it's over Please don't call or write [Verse 3] You've been so lovely On the worst of days I've been so horrid In so many different ways I'd say leave me here to wallow, and drink away my days You've been so kind Such a loving friend I've been so drunk So awfully God damned mean You say God broke the mold then threw it away after she made me You've always been there Endured my fits I've been so cruel Such a piece of sh** It's only fitting, it would end this way Yeah, it's only fitting we'd end this way