Karaoké Come Home to You Emily Ann Roberts

Well I got book club on Tuesday nights and I never skip a week

I got yoga every Monday and girl's night on Friday

And you know they're all countin' on me

I always tell you where

I'm goin'

There's always somethin' in the fridge

Yeah I know things are different

I wish it wasn't like this

But if I broke your heart the way you break mine every night when I walk through that door

Not a How was your day

No glass of wine

You don't even wanna kiss me anymore

Honey put yourself in my shoes

Would you come home to you

Well I don't wanna fight about it

I ain't done nothin' wrong

But if you wanna talk about it well I got all night long

There's gotta be a reason you treat me like you do

Maybe you don't want me like I still want you

If I broke your heart the way you break mine every night when I walk through that door

Not a How was your day

No glass of wine

You don't even wanna kiss me anymore

Honey put yourself in my shoes

Would you come home to you

Don't you remember how it used to be

Couldn't take off my coat and you were all over me

If I broke your heart the way you break mine every night when I walk through that door

Not a How was your day

No glass of wine

You don't even wanna kiss me anymore

Honey put yourself in my shoes

Would you come home to you

Would you come home to you