LAW. Home by myself, you’re not here Distract yourself with her golden tears I hate that I care about you I can’t stand the way you walk, I’m underestimating That pretty feeling of you breaking the law I’m with my mom, 2am Cause I hate it how I need you now And I can’t comprehend that Guess the minimum felt kinda nice for once If I’m over the shit you said Or I’m just pretending I am Be all mine, come home for Christmas at night I got a call from my summer boy We were so close, he made me laugh Thought he was with another girl And I’m friends with people that don’t really know me I wish the world could stop and really see But we’re distracted by followers But I love you still, come home to me And I’ll hold you down Guess the minimum was what I wanted If I’m really in love with you Or I just want someone to Be all mine, come home for the holidays Can’t see anyone else No, it’s just you on my mind I know I should, but hating you is hard