I bet these days he wonders my loves mean

I stay out too late come home shitfaced
Can't stop laughing about it

I bet these days she wishes she could kill me

I never answer doesn't matter
Can't stop laughing about it
Too young to get it right
Too young to make it serious tonight
One two three four
Oh I keep on coming home to you
Can't keep myself away from
You give me loving that good kind of loving
Oh I keep on coming home to you

I remember times I would disappear all night
You stay up waiting watching headlights
Something don't feel right
But it's been a real long time
And I think we're doing all right
And sometimes I still mess it up
And I can't stop laughing about it
Too young to get it right
Too young to make it serious tonight
One two three four
Oh I keep on coming home to you
Can't keep myself away from
You give me loving that good kind of loving
Oh I keep on coming home to you

Everything you see is all I'll never be
And I'll just keep trying to change your mind

And one day all my dreams'll come running back to me
I love the way you're looking every night

And means the world to me to see you smile

Oh I keep on coming home to you
Can't keep myself away from
You give me loving that good kind of loving

Oh I keep on coming home to you

I'm coming home to you