i was wrapped up in my doona and wrapped up in my own head and i spent winter wishing i could do over or be dead and when we passed on the street i hadn t seen you in like six weeks and my entire body shook and missed beats and i ll come charging at your front door cause i don t wanna be alone anymore and leaving isn t what i came here for leaving isn t what i came here for and i ll kick and scream at your front door and unpack my bag onto your bedroom floor leaving isn t what i came here for leaving isn t what i came here for and i was hanging out on the corner of 17th and peachtree we d been loading out waiting now for hours for a taxi words were spoken we skipped steps my guitar case it hit hard against our legs bit the bruises i d collected on my shins since the night i went and packed it in and i ll come charging at your front door cause i don t wanna be alone anymore and leaving isn t what i came here for leaving isn t what i came here for and i ll kick and scream at your front door and unpack my bag onto your bedroom floor leaving isn t what i came here for leaving isn t what i came here for and i don t wanna die anymore no i don t wanna die anymore no i don t wanna die anymore so come on darling give me something to live for and i ll kick and scream at your front door cause i don t want to be alone anymore and leaving isn t what i came here for leaving isn t what i came here for and i ll kick and scream at your front door and unpack my bag onto your bedroom floor leaving isn t what i came here for leaving isn t what i came here for and i know i fucked up know i done wrong and that you deserve more than another fucking song leaving isn t what i came here for leaving isn t what i came here for  and i don t wanna die anymore1