Lyrics Gym Class Heroes – Ass Back Home

Travie McCoy:
Oh, it’s so sexy, yo

Neon Hitch:
I don’t know, where you’re going

Travie McCoy:
We both knew this type of life didn’t come with instructions
So I’m trying to do my best to make something out of nothing
And sometimes it gets downright shitty in fact
When you call and I don’t even know what city I’m at

Or what day of the week in the middle of the month
In a year I don’t recall
It’s like my life’s on repeat and the last time we spoke
I told you I wouldn’t be long,

That was last November, now December’s almost gone
I’d apologize but I don’t realize what I’m doing wrong

I don’t know, where you’re going
Or when you’re coming home
I left the keys under the mat to our front door
For one more chance to hold you close
(OK)
I don’t know, where you’re going
(What’s next?)
Just get your ass back home

Travie McCoy:
And you’ve been nothing but amazing
And I never take that for granted
Half of these birds would have flew the coop
But you, you truly understand it
And the fact you stood beside me,
Every time you heard some bogusness
You deserve a standing o ’cause they’d a just been over it

Let ’em talk, let ’em talk, let ’em talk, let ’em talk
Like we don’t hear what they saying
Let ’em walk, let ’em walk, let ’em walk, let ’em walk
We’ll just drive by and keep waving

‘Cause you and I above all that
Just let them wallow in it
Now they all choked up, yuck
‘Cause they be swallowing it

I don’t know, where you’re going
Or when you’re coming home
(alright)
I left the keys under the mat to our front door
(I’m coming home, mama)
(mama, I’m coming home)
(That’s right)
For one more chance to hold you close
(can’t wait to get home)
I don’t know, where you’re going
Just get your ass back home

No one holds me down like you do, sweetheart
You keep doing that, I keep doing this
We’ll be alright in the end
Trust that
We put the us in trust, baby
Aw, let’s go

I don’t care what you’re after
As long as I’m the one, no
I don’t care why you’re leaving
You’ll miss me when you’re gone

I don’t know, where you’re going
Or when you’re coming home
I left the keys under the mat to our front door
(I’m home now, baby.)
(let’s go)
For one more chance to hold you close
I don’t know, where you’re going
(what’s next)
Just get your ass back home.

I’m home, baby.