Coming home (interlude)

I'm looking back, now thinking, maybe I was wrong
I been so out of place and desperate for so long
I wrote about it, think I made a billion songs
But nothing would ever heal the wound
No, nothing would ever seal the wound
No, nothing

Now I gotta go
I'm coming home, coming home
It's been too long
If they wanna know, tell 'em I went home
Coming home

We got greens and cherry pie, everyone ain't always nice
Well that's because they love you right
And bitches bark when they don't bite at all
Coming home