Lyrics

​​I made a mess of my dress
Just one too many I guess
And I don’t want to talk about it at all
(I just), I didn’t know who else to call

All these boys are so full of shit
Please never let me forget
And for the first time I felt like I belonged
And, now that feeling is gone

I will carry you home
I will carry you home
From one misfit to another misfit
I will carry you home

I can’t catch a Queens bound train
I’m walking home in the rain
This city takes the tragic and (tries to) sells it as magic
As if they’re one in the same

My head is spinning like a tilter-whirl
I’m searching for mercy in this world
And Christina’s at a party with the singer from that band
She says I’m his type of girl

I will carry you home
I will carry you home
From one misfit to another misfit
I will carry you home

I’m staring at this mirror now
And all this makeup looks like war paint somehow
They say I’ve got a reckless teenage razor heart
I’ve been nothing but trouble from the start

I’m trying to find my way through the dark
I lost my earrings in the park
And Christina’s such a phony, all her friends make me sick
with their cigarettes and their art

Past the shadows of the scrap metal yards
Through viaducts and boulevards
Well it feels like getting older is an act of disappearing
and I’m slipping into the dark

I will carry you home
I will carry you home
From one misfit to another misfit
I will carry you home