When You Get Home

You say you're going out with friends
For a girls night out
And I'm sitting here alone
Just laying on the couch
For the fifth night straight
Getting used to the quiet 'round here

You might make it home
While I'm still awake
Or I might not see you
'Til the very next day
But you don't seem to care
So I don't know why I'm still here

But I feel the leaving leaving my mind
I reckon you got me this time
I can't think of a thing you could do to run me off
So baby go on out
I'll be here when you get home

Got the TV muted
But it's playing our show
A little Whitley Side B
On my radio
My phone in my lap
Just waiting to see your name

Well the dog started growling
When you walked in the door
He didn't even know
Who you were anymore
And I just think it's crazy
Me and him both feel the same

But I feel the leaving leaving my mind
I reckon you got me this time
I can't think of a thing you could do to run me off
So baby go on out
I'll be here when you get home

Oh

But I feel the leaving leaving my mind
I reckon you got me this time
I can't think of a thing you could do to run me off
So baby go on out
I'll be here when you get home

Aw baby go on out
I'll be here when you get home