can we just go home now

Tom Odell

One, two, three, four, five, sex, seven

Call the doctor up to my hotel room
You see I ve lost my voice, I m in a very bad mood
Give me drugs, give me a drip
Give me a twenty minute s rest
I promise you my friends, I ll be back at my best

With the tightness in my chest
And a mind prone to obsess

You look at me and you say: Oh, Tom
I think you need to slow down
But maybe I don t know how
Can we just go home now, baby? Please

Pour the absinthe down on a little metal spoon
And we ll run all night under the Aquarius Moon
And my heart is howling like a pack of wild dogs
When I start drinking, I feel like a God

And the absence of your love
It doesn t hurt as much

You look at me and you say
Tom, I think you need to slow down
But maybe I don t know how
Can we just go home now, baby? Please

I m scared
Struggling to breathe
And the world won t let me sleep
Oh, oh, oh

Call a doctor up to my hotel room
I lost my voice, I m in a very bad mood
Give me a drip, give me drugs
Give me a twenty minute s rest
And I promise you, my friend, I m gonna be back at my