These hollowed streets don’t carry me like they used to

We get around in my car and I go faster than before

Yea I go faster than before

Two more wheels feels different from when I was young

We got around and what we had was more than enough

Yea we still got to where we’re going

I wish there was a way to know that these moments of gold were the ones I’d miss

I’d hold them tighter than before and I’d care a little more but

I was just a kid

Kids on the street at night tearing at the seems

But I’m okay with that it isn’t what you think it means

We just want to go home

We just want to go home

We just want to go home

We just want to go home

Our eyes don’t see things like they did before

The grass isn’t greener on the other side of the door

The sweetest days don’t taste the same twenty years away

And these walls were once your own but now they’re turning grey

It was papercuts and Brain freeze

Yea they cut down the tree I use to climb

I can’t get high anymore

No I can’t get high anymore

But now it’s arguments and headaches

They cut me down and I don’t feel the same

No I can’t get high anymore

No I can’t get high anymore

We just want to go home

We just want to go home

We just want to go home

We just want to go home

We didn’t want to be anybody else

Now I feel alone

I just want to go home