Every time James comes home from work
He gets strung out on the porch
I just sit and watch his eyes
He dissapears for a while
And I'm, getting tired
Of spending days I wish I could die from
Of spending nights I wish I was brave enough to jump
Every time James comes home
I really want to leave just the same way he does
I reached out to a preacher for help
He was loving and tried to help me find hope
And it was kind of going well
T'ill he found out about my boyfriend at home
He didn't really like that at all
And I'm, getting tired
Of spending days I wish I could die from
Of spending nights I wish I was brave enough to jump
Every time James comes home
I really want to leave just the same way he does
Every time James
Every time