Home Alone (part. Mau y Ricky)

We started a pretty story
What a shame about that chapter
Where we failed
Everything has an end and it hurts
You're not here anymore and I

Now I don’t even lift
The toilet seat
I’m still in my mess
But now it’s in the living room

I cook naked
Everything comes out raw
But it tastes good
'Cause I’m smoking a blunt

My heart's in Home Alone mode
And I won’t deny that

I miss you
But sometimes I don’t
I just hope that you
Are doing better
'Cause I

I've already spent thousands
On therapy and dealers
I miss you
But sometimes I don’t

My heart's in Home Alone mode

It’s true that now in my bed
I don’t have your good mornings
I’ve got two friends for breakfast
I’m going out more at night
I know I didn’t used to

I’m liking not having to say
Where your vase was
Now I put FIFA on
In the freezer, there’s just weed
And cold beer

In the middle of the living room
I set up a drum kit
And where our photo was
I put up a picture of me

My heart's in Home Alone mode
And I won’t deny that

I miss you
But sometimes I don’t
I just hope that you
Are doing better
'Cause I

I've already spent thousands
On therapy and dealers
I miss you
But sometimes I don’t

But sometimes I don’t

My heart's in Home Alone mode
My heart's in Home Alone mode
My heart's in Home Alone mode
My heart's in Home Alone mode