Lyrics: Good At Being Gone

I've taken time
to think about the words I've said and what they mean
and I've realized that having you is just like having everything

But when I see you dancing there
I get up and throw my hands in the air
when I've nowhere else to roam
I slowly start to think about coming home

It's been so long
it seems the only things I know are far from home
where did I go
it seems sometimes I'm only good at being gone

But when I see you dancing there
I get up and throw my hands in the air
when I've nowhere else to roam
I slowly start to think about coming home

But when I see you standing there
I get up and throw my hands in the air
when I've nowhere else to roam
I slowly start to think about coming home

When I've nowhere else to roam
I slowly start to think about coming home
home, home
When I've nowhere else to roam
I slowly start to think about coming home