Charlie Ain't Home

Golden honey dripping from this house.
Black stilettos on the couch.
I put jeans sticking tight like glue.
Soaking wet, just drink it up like juice.
Come on, come on, come on.
Come on, come on, come on.
Lay me down on sheets of cotton.
You make me feel like I could fly.
Headlights on the bedpost, we ain't stopping.
If you forgot, I'll tell you why.
Cause Charlie ain't home.
Charlie ain't home.
Charlie ain't home.
Dig my fingertips into your back.
Til the pictures break and the floorboards crack.
On my tongue is a silver key.
Swimming deep in sinner sea.
Come on, come on, come on.
Come on, come on.
Lay me down on sheets of cotton.
You make me feel like I could fly.
Headlights on the bedpost, we ain't stopping.
If you forgot, I'll tell you why.
Cause Charlie ain't home.
Charlie ain't home.
Charlie ain't home.
Oh Charlie, Charlie.
Please let that boy go darling.
It wasn't his fault, it was mine.
Oh Charlie, Charlie
He didn't know no better.
I should have listened.
You were right.
Lay me down on sheets of cotton.
You make me feel like I could fly.
Headlights on the bedpost, we ain't stopping.
If you forgot, I'll tell you why.
Cause Charlie ain't home.
Charlie ain't home.
Charlie ain't home.