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?