Hey guys I'd rather stay at home Leave you these barren streets to roam Got better things to think about My head is all you now I can't go on this is too real Can't show you any mass appeal A thousand tries and no replies how hard is it to feel? The afterglow is now fading The interest is now sinking This world is gaining off my cries It's all just playing dead to live Hey guys I'd rather stay at home Leave you these barren streets to roam My bed is far too comfortable The fan is turned on low So here it goes again Insomnia my friend Toss and turn and let it bleed Its better than the backseat Where were you when I'm in need I close my eyes so I can sleep On the picture fits the frame I'll lay and hope till day Where did I ever lose faith? How did I drown you out this way? Why can't it be like yesterday? Losing less mind than today Where did I lose myself in you?