Righteous indignation I hear the shrill of the past yelling, telling me to Run fast ahead He wants me to tread light and stay tender But I'm a jagged hand I learned from you, how to leave, how to fight hard How to pull apart and push away Waving through a closed window waiting to be Mirrored back, refract the light left on My palm pressed to the glass I Feel it cut through Homesick Homesick Homesick Watching the fog lift and the smoke drift through the morning now How you hurt us to feel stronger In the wrong, doing the wrong Smoldering as the rage lingers longer There's nothing more to give toward forgiveness When there is no willingness to understand I stand clearer now Seeing how It's always been I'll never win In the end It's a bending it's a breaking Down Palm pressed to the glass I feel it cut through Homesick Homesick Homesick Homesick I know the fury of the throat and the swallowing Tear the teeth out As the lies fill the mouth drowning in sound Spit the blood out Surviving you Cheek pressed to the glass I feel it cut through Homesick Homesick Homesick