Tim Kasher - The Prodigal Husband lyrics

No more painted eyes You can't hide from me I know you're still in pain The nightclubs wont take that away They never did So wash that mask off your face And tell me honestly Have I damaged you so bad, That I can never come back? Cause I'm here right now Back in the house On our old queen bed As you slip off your dress It's all so familiar Like kissing cousins The stepped-on wife The prodigal husband You stumbled home late to find me on your porch Your red wine cheeks drained white Like you'd seen a ghost The sun hung solemn at noon As you stormed through our bedroom "It's not our bedroom," you cried "You gave that up, when you chose those other beds to lie in, And lie you did, How'd you weasel your way back in to me? No you can't come back I hate myself when you're around" But I'm here right now, back in the house As you cuss me out In that yellow nightgown I bought for you at that shop in St. Paul You pulled me in the dressing room to show it off It must have been stuffed in the back of your drawer So why'd you decide to wear that, if I can't come back? La, la, la, la La, la, la Can I come back? Can I, come back?