Moving Home

I saw God today, I asked him if I'm ready
'Cause my eyes are getting heavy
And my patience is wearing thin
I'm a nervous wreck, I'm a mess, I'm a waste of time
If I could ask for anything it would be one good sleep tonight
And I guess, I'm moving back home in a week or so

Forget about what I said, I was drunk when I said it
I got the note you wrote, I cried when I read it
I don't wanna speak, just let me watch TV
I'll see you in the morning, have a good evening and sweet dreams
And I guess, I'm moving back home in a week or so