Stoned, Alone

I've been praying for something
 Warm sheets and a bad diagnosis
 And I'm still sitting here, stoned and at home
 I've been desperate to find it
 Warm eyes and two hands to revive this
 But I'm still sitting here, bored and alone
 Stoned and at home
 I wanted love
 I wanted something to call my own
 I wanted love
 I wanted something to bring back home
 You'd say I'm a sapphire in pieces
 And slowly, I'd start to believe it
 'Cause I'm still sitting here, stoned and at home
 Sometimes the struggle's enticing
 The world stares in judgment inside me
 And I'm still sitting here, bored and alone
 I wanted love
 I wanted something to call my own
 I wanted love
 I wanted something to bring back home
 I wanted trust
 I wanted something to call my own
 You let me down
 I guess that's something to bring back home