Is this home?

I woke up this morning
Trying to understand
What it means to give your life
To just one man.

Afraid of feeling nothing
No bees or butterflies
My head is full of voices
And my house is full of lies.

This is home.
And this is home.
This is home

I made a promise
Said it everyday
Now I'm reading romance novels
And I'm dreaming of yesterday.

I'd like to see the Riviera
And slowdance underneath the stars
I'd like to watch the sun come up
In a stranger's arms

I'm going crazy
A little at a time
And everything I wanted
Is now driving me away.

I woke this morning
To the sound of beating hearts
Mine is full of questions
And it's tearing yours apart...

And this is home.
This is home.