Never Going Home Again - Nicole Atkins, Seth Avett, John Paul White

Woke up feeling half dead in a Hello Kitty bed

In Youngstown, Ohio

Watched a minivan explode

Jimmy saw a U.F.O

I’m not proud of what I’ve done

You wouldn’t know me if you saw me, Mama

But I’m never going home

Never going home again

Bank account’s bleeding while we are sleeping

In another murder motel

Landed on the blacklist of a couple journalists

I’ve met much better people in jail

I’m not proud of what I’ve done

You wouldn’t know me if you saw me, Mama

But I’m never going home

Never going home again

Eyes like an Egyptian tomb, illegal things in hotel rooms

With TV stars that saw better days

Cherished every moment, saw a priest for my atonement

When right back out and did it again

Fell into a sinkhole while the sky was raining toads

Still it never slowed my roll

Left the money, kept creative control

For the sake of rock and roll

I’m not proud of what I’ve done

Someday I hope you can forgive me, Mama

I’m never going home

Never going home again

No, I’m never going home

Never going home again

No, I’m never going home

Never going home again