To every broken heart in here
Love was once a part
But now it's disappeared
She told me that it's all a part of
The choices that you make, yeah
Even when you think you're right
You have to give to take
But there's still tomorrow
Forget the sorrow
And I can be on the last train home
Watch it pass the day
As it fades away
No more time to care
No more time, today
But we sing
If we're going nowhere
Yeah we sing
If it's not enough
And we sing
Sing without a reason
To ever fall in love
I wonder if you're listening
Picking up on the signals sent back from within
Sometimes it feels like
I don't really know what's going on
Time and time again it seems like
Everything is wrong in here
But there's still tomorrow
Forget the sorrow
And I can be on the last train home
Watch it pass the day
As it fades away
No more time to care
No more time, today
But we sing
If we're going nowhere
Yeah we sing
If it's not enough
And we sing
Sing without a reason
To ever fall in love
But we sing if we're going nowhere
Yeah we sing if it's not enough
And we sing
Sing without a reason
To ever fall in love
But we sing
If we're going nowhere
Yeah we sing
If it's not enough
And we sing
Sing without a reason
To never fall in love
To never fall in love again
To never fall in love again
To never fall in love again..
macros that are made from yourself
basically saying you have excellent skill in something to the point where it can match macros
jeff over there is so good, its like hes using home made macros
When your girl is mad cool so she's like your homeboy and your boo
Her: hey babe I cooked and got us a bottle
Me: thanks girl that's why you my home-boo
A term used as a sexual innuendo to mean "sloppy wet sex at home".
Man, I had me some home brewed water last night.
To "home-style" something means to do it on your own, in your own way. To not depend on society and rules to help you out.
Joyce: Jim! What happened to your leg?!
Jim: Aw shit, Joyce! My cat bit me and I think the cut may be infected.
Joyce: That's the third time this week. Jim, you outta think about putting that cat down.
Jim: But I don't have the money to put her down.
Joyce: *hands Jim a knife* Then home-style it.
derogatory term for an African American
man did you see that home style
the time when you are home and because of that,you are a total different person then with your friends/other people and get mushy/soft/annoying/open.
*in a text conversation*
boy/girl 1: why are you so open and relatable?
boy/girl 2:it's because i'm in my home hours