Lyrics:

Eyes they burn from stinging travel
And missing you is hard to handle
Stayed away a thousand days and things have changed like a decade
Made the most of all my days, and still I'm on the wrong page
Now I'm home and feeling more alone
It's in your tone, so maybe I should go

Why'd it turn from sweet to bitter?
Now no cure can make it better
Stayed away a thousand days and things have changed like a decade
Made the most of all my days, and still I'm on the wrong page
Now I'm home and feeling more alone
It's in your tone, so maybe I should go-o-o-oh
Go-o-o-oh
Go-o-o-o-oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh speeding faster towards disaster
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh this house is cancer I won't last here
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh years go by and still no answers
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh no answers
Now no cure can make it better
Stayed away a thousand days and things have changed like a decade
Made the most of all my days, and still I'm on the wrong page
Now I'm home
Speeding faster towards disaster
It's in your tone, years go by and still no answers
Still no answers