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