Stealing Home Lyrics - Rough Dreams - Shivaree

I don't need more light, I just need the phone 

Got my bags and my tags, I'm driving home 

You say I'm meaner, I know I'm bled 

So you hold your tongue and I'll hold my head 

Stealing home 

I don't need more rest, I just need a light 

What a mess, let me guess, I'll be alright 

Look at this party, I'll get them fed 

Then you hold your gun and I'll go to bed 

Stealing home, stealing home 

Stealing home, stealing home 

Doesn't it bother you? 

You know that it's true 

That I just can't take you anywhere 

Anyway, empty out your desk 

I'll see you outside, is she stuck? 

Pick her up, give her a ride 

I took all the quarters, paid off some debt 

We bent all the corners just before we left 

Stealing home, stealing home 

Stealing home, stealing home