Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Every Day When I Come Home I Expect to Find You Gone, artist - Jim Bob. Date of issue: 07.07.2013
Song language: English
Every Day When I Come Home I Expect to Find You Gone |
| Every day when I come home |
| I expect to find you gone |
| A folded message by the phone |
| The television left switched on |
| With every single channel showing |
| Slow-mo pictures of you going |
| My legs would give way under me |
| In front of our old red settee |
| Your folded note unfolding me |
| I’d hit my head on the TV |
| Where every channel kept repeating |
| Slow-mo pictures of you leaving |
| I’ve got a little something for ya |
| P-P-P-Paranoia |
| Like a poor man’s Howard Hughes |
| I’d stop wearing socks and shoes |
| Only touch things with tissues |
| Looking for you on the news |
| In every piece of war reporting |
| Through the door I’d see you walking |
| I’d become preoccupied |
| With people I don’t know who’ve died |
| Like one of those unusuals |
| Who go to strangers' funerals |
| In every single TV death |
| I’d see the reason why you left |
| Oh God, what would I do |
| My life would fall apart without you |
| I don’t see what you see |
| In a stupid loser like me |
| And every day when I come home |
| I expect to find you gone |
| I’ve got a little something for ya |
| P-P-P-Paranoia |